In the sterile, cold confines of a hospital room, a woman lay naked on the bed. Her small breasts, tipped with hard nipples, were exposed to the air, and her long hair fanned out on the pillow behind her. She was the epitome of vulnerability, and the man who entered the room couldn’t help but stare.
He was a doctor, with a kind face and gentle hands. He had been her physician for weeks, and they had developed a mutual attraction. Tonight, he couldn’t resist the urge to visit her room, to see her in all her glory.
He approached the bed, his eyes never leaving hers. She smiled up at him, her lips parted invitingly. He leaned down and kissed her, his tongue exploring her mouth. She responded eagerly, her hands reaching up to tangle in his hair.
He broke the kiss, his lips traveling down her neck, nibbling and licking the sensitive skin. She moaned softly, her back arching as he reached her breasts. He took one nipple in his mouth, sucking and teasing it until it was hard and aching. She gasped, her fingers digging into his shoulders.
He continued his ministrations, moving down her body, his tongue tracing a path to her navel. She squirmed beneath him, her breath coming in short gasps. He reached her mound, his fingers gently parting her lips. She was already wet, her juices glistening in the dim light.
He began to lick her, his tongue flicking against her clit. She cried out, her hips bucking against his mouth. He held her down, his fingers sliding inside her as he continued to lick and suck. She was moaning loudly now, her body trembling as she reached her climax.
He stood up, his cock hard and throbbing. She looked up at him, her eyes glazed with desire. He climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between her legs. She reached down, guiding him inside her. He thrust deep, filling her completely.
They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat. He kissed her again, their tongues twisting together as they reached for their release. She cried out as she came, her muscles clenching around him. He followed soon after, his orgasm ripping through him like a tidal wave.
They lay together, their bodies spent and sated. He pulled out of her, his cum spilling out onto the bed. She smiled up at him, her eyes heavy with satisfaction.
“Thank you,” she whispered, her voice hoarse.
He smiled back, his fingers tracing a pattern on her belly. “Anytime,” he replied.
And with that, he left her room, his heart full and his body satisfied.
