In the sterile, cold confines of the hospital, there was a woman. She was a sight to behold, her lithe figure wrapped in a white sheet that did little to conceal her nudity. Her long, wavy chestnut hair cascaded down her shoulders, framing her face and small, firm breasts. She was a vision of beauty amidst the clinical surroundings.
Dr. Samuel, a man of distinguished features and sharp intellect, had been her doctor for years. He had always admired her from afar, appreciating her strength and resilience. But today, seeing her in such a vulnerable state, he couldn’t help but feel a surge of desire.
As he approached her bedside, he couldn’t help but steal glances at her exposed body. Her small, perky breasts were a feast for his eyes, her dark nipples erect and inviting. He felt his cock stir in his pants, the blood rushing to his loins.
“How are you feeling today?” he asked, trying to maintain his professional demeanor.
“Better, now that you’re here,” she replied, her voice sultry and alluring.
He knew he shouldn’t, but he couldn’t resist. He reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair away from her face. She closed her eyes, savoring his touch.
He leaned in closer, his lips finding hers in a soft, lingering kiss. She responded eagerly, her tongue darting out to meet his. He could feel her body responding to his touch, her nipples hardening against his chest.
He broke the kiss, trailing his lips down her neck, nibbling and licking as he went. She moaned softly, her hands reaching up to tangle in his hair. He continued his descent, his lips finding her breasts. He sucked and nibbled, eliciting soft cries of pleasure from her.
He slipped a hand between her legs, finding her wet and ready for him. He gently rubbed her clit, feeling her body shudder in response. She was so wet, so ready for him.
He couldn’t wait any longer. He slipped a finger inside her, feeling her tight walls close around him. She gasped, her hips bucking against his hand. He added another finger, stretching her open.
He moved between her legs, his cock hard and ready. He teased her entrance, rubbing the tip against her clit. She moaned, her hips rising to meet him.
He slipped inside her, her tight walls enveloping him. He groaned, savoring the feeling of her warmth. He began to thrust, each stroke eliciting soft moans from her.
He changed angles, hitting her G-spot. She cried out, her back arching off the bed. He continued to thrust, harder and faster. She was close, so close.
He reached down, rubbing her clit in time with his thrusts. She went over the edge, her orgasm washing over her. He followed soon after, his release filling her.
They lay there, spent and satisfied. He pulled out, disposing of the condom. He lay down beside her, pulling her into his arms.
They stayed like that, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking. They knew they shouldn’t have, but they couldn’t help it. They were drawn to each other, like moths to a flame.
And as they lay there, in the sterile, cold confines of the hospital, they found warmth in each other’s arms.
