In the sterile halls of the hospital, a woman with long chestnut hair and small, firm breasts walked naked, save for a thin hospital gown. Her name was Isabella, a 28-year-old patient who had just undergone a minor surgery. The painkillers had left her with an insatiable desire, a need that only one man could fulfill.
Dr. Ethan, a tall and handsome man with piercing blue eyes, had been Isabella’s doctor for years. He knew her body well, every curve and dip, and he had always been professional, keeping his desires hidden beneath his white coat. But today, as he walked into Isabella’s room, he could feel the heat between them, the tension that had been building for years.
“Isabella,” he said, his voice low and husky. “How are you feeling?”
“Better,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. “Much better.”
Ethan moved closer, his eyes locked on hers. He reached out, gently brushing a stray lock of hair from her face. Isabella’s breath hitched as his fingers trailed down her cheek, leaving a trail of fire in their wake.
Ethan leaned in, capturing Isabella’s lips in a hungry kiss. His tongue danced with hers, exploring every inch of her mouth. Isabella moaned, her hands reaching up to tangle in his hair.
Ethan’s hands roamed over Isabella’s body, cupping her small breasts, teasing her nipples into hard peaks. Isabella arched into his touch, her hips grinding against his.
Breaking the kiss, Ethan trailed his lips down Isabella’s neck, nibbling and licking her sensitive skin. Isabella’s head fell back, a low moan escaping her lips.
Ethan’s fingers found Isabella’s wet core, sliding easily inside her. Isabella gasped, her hips bucking against his hand. Ethan set a slow, steady rhythm, his fingers curling to hit just the right spot.
Isabella’s moans grew louder, her breath coming in short, sharp pants. Ethan increased his pace, his fingers moving faster and harder inside her. Isabella’s muscles clenched around him, her orgasm building deep within her.
With a cry, Isabella came, her body shuddering with pleasure. Ethan didn’t stop, his fingers continuing to move inside her, drawing out every last wave of pleasure.
As Isabella came down from her high, Ethan removed his fingers, bringing them to his lips. He sucked them clean, his eyes never leaving Isabella’s.
“You taste incredible,” he said, his voice low and rough.
Isabella smiled, her eyes shining with desire. “I want more,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Ethan didn’t need to be asked twice. He stripped off his clothes, his hard cock springing free. Isabella’s eyes widened as she took in his size, her mouth watering.
Ethan climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between Isabella’s legs. He rubbed the head of his cock against her wet folds, teasing her. Isabella moaned, her hips grinding against him.
Slowly, Ethan entered her, his cock filling her completely. Isabella gasped, her muscles clenching around him. Ethan set a slow, steady pace, his hips moving in time with Isabella’s.
Their moans filled the room, mingling with the sound of their bodies coming together. Ethan’s fingers found Isabella’s clit, rubbing slow circles around it. Isabella’s muscles clenched around him, her orgasm building once again.
With a cry, Isabella came, her body shuddering with pleasure. Ethan followed soon after, his cock twitching inside her as he came.
Ethan collapsed onto the bed, his chest heaving. Isabella snuggled up against him, her head resting on his chest.
“That was incredible,” she said, her voice soft and sleepy.
“Yes, it was,” Ethan replied, his fingers tracing circles on her back.
As they lay there, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking, the hospital outside faded away, leaving only the two of them, together in their own little world.
