In the hushed stillness of the hospital at night, a woman with long hair and small breasts walked the corridors. She was nude, her body pale in the dim light, but she seemed unbothered by her state of undress. Her name was Isabella, and she was a nurse at the hospital, though she had shed her uniform for this late-night stroll.
Isabella had been working a long shift, and she was exhausted. But as she walked, she heard a soft moan coming from one of the rooms. She paused, listening, and then pushed open the door.
Inside, she found a man lying in the bed. His name was Ethan, and he was a patient at the hospital, recovering from surgery. He was also nude, his body lean and muscular. Isabella felt a sudden jolt of desire as she looked at him.
“Isabella,” Ethan whispered, his voice hoarse. “I didn’t think you’d come.”
Isabella smiled, walking over to the bed. She climbed onto the mattress, straddling Ethan’s hips.
“I couldn’t resist,” she murmured, leaning down to kiss him.
Their lips met, and Isabella felt a surge of pleasure as Ethan’s tongue explored her mouth. She moaned, grinding her hips against his.
Ethan’s hands roamed over Isabella’s body, cupping her small breasts and teasing her nipples. Isabella gasped, arching her back as he pinched her nipples gently.
Ethan’s mouth left hers, moving down to her breasts. He sucked and nibbled on her nipples, making Isabella moan even louder.
“Oh, Ethan,” she breathed, running her fingers through his hair.
Ethan’s hands moved down to Isabella’s hips, guiding her up and down on his cock. Isabella moaned, feeling him enter her.
They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat. Isabella’s moans filled the room, mingling with Ethan’s grunts.
“Yes, yes,” Isabella cried, as Ethan thrust deeper and harder.
Suddenly, she felt herself on the brink of orgasm. She cried out, as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.
Ethan followed soon after, groaning as he came inside her.
They lay together, panting and spent.
“I’ll never get tired of this,” Ethan murmured, as they drifted off to sleep.
Neither will I, Isabella thought, as she closed her eyes.
