In the sterile, white halls of the hospital, a woman named Isabella walked with a sense of determination. Her long, dark hair flowed behind her as she moved, the only source of color in the otherwise dull surroundings. She was a vision of beauty, even in her simple hospital gown, her small breasts barely visible beneath the thin fabric.
Isabella had been visiting her husband, who was recovering from surgery, every day for the past week. She had been his rock throughout the entire ordeal, always by his side with a comforting touch and a loving smile. But today was different. Today, she could sense a change in the air.
As she entered his hospital room, she found him awake and alert, a mischievous glint in his eye.
“Hello, my love,” he said, his voice low and seductive. “I’ve been thinking about you all week.”
Isabella’s heart skipped a beat as she approached his bedside. She leaned down to kiss him, her long hair cascading over them like a dark curtain. His hands reached up to touch her, caressing her small breasts and sending shivers down her spine.
“I’ve missed you too,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire.
She pulled back the hospital gown, revealing his naked body beneath. She ran her hands over his chest, feeling the firm muscles beneath her fingertips. He groaned with pleasure as she leaned down to kiss his neck, her lips leaving a trail of fire in their wake.
She moved down his body, her lips and tongue exploring every inch of him. She reached his hips, her fingers tracing the outline of his hard cock. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with lust, before taking him into her mouth.
He moaned as she sucked him, her head bobbing up and down as she took him deeper and deeper. He reached down to touch her, his fingers finding her wet pussy. She gasped as he began to rub her clit, her moans muffled by his cock.
She climbed onto the bed, straddling him. She positioned herself above his cock, teasing him as she slowly lowered herself onto him. He groaned as she took him inside her, her pussy tight and wet.
She began to ride him, her hips moving in a slow, steady rhythm. He reached up to touch her breasts, his fingers pinching her nipples. She leaned down to kiss him, their tongues dancing together as they moved in unison.
He flipped her onto her back, his cock still inside her. He began to thrust harder and faster, his balls slapping against her ass. She moaned with pleasure, her pussy tightening around him.
She reached up to touch him, her fingers digging into his back as she urged him on. He groaned as he felt her climax, her pussy clenching around him as she came. He followed shortly after, his cock twitching inside her as he filled her with his cum.
They lay there, their bodies entwined, as they caught their breath. The hospital around them seemed to fade away, replaced by the sound of their heavy breathing and the feeling of their bodies pressed together.
“I love you,” he whispered, his lips brushing against her ear.
“I love you too,” she replied, her fingers tracing lazy circles on his back.
And in that moment, they were the only two people in the world.
