In the sterile, cold confines of the hospital wing, a woman named Isabella lay in her bed. Her long, dark hair splayed across the pillow, framing her delicate features and the small, firm mounds of her breasts. The hospital gown did little to hide her nude figure underneath, her toned legs peeking out from the bottom.
Dr. Samuel, a tall and ruggedly handsome man, entered the room for his routine check-up. His eyes couldn’t help but linger on Isabella’s exposed form, taking in the curves and lines of her body. He cleared his throat, returning his gaze to her face.
“How are you feeling today, Isabella?” he asked, his voice gentle and professional.
“Much better, doctor. Thank you for asking,” she replied, her voice soft and sultry.
Their eyes met and held, a spark of attraction passing between them. Samuel felt his heart quicken, and he knew he had to have her. He approached her bedside, taking her hand in his.
“I’m glad to hear that. I’ll do my best to make sure you’re comfortable during your stay here,” he said, his thumb tracing circles on the back of her hand.
Isabella’s breath hitched, her eyes fluttering shut. She felt a warmth spread through her body, settling between her thighs. She opened her eyes, looking up at Samuel with a desire-filled gaze.
“I think you already have,” she whispered.
Samuel leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a soft, lingering kiss. Isabella responded eagerly, her arms wrapping around his neck as she deepened the kiss. Her tongue danced with his, exploring the depths of his mouth.
Samuel’s hands roamed over Isabella’s body, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples through the thin fabric of her hospital gown. She moaned, arching her back as he squeezed and pinched her sensitive flesh.
He trailed kisses down her neck, nipping and licking at her earlobes. Isabella’s breath came in short, sharp gasps as he made his way to her breasts, taking a nipple into his mouth and sucking hard. She cried out, her fingers tangling in his hair as she held him close.
Samuel’s hand slipped between Isabella’s thighs, finding her wet and ready for him. He stroked her clit, feeling her tremble beneath his touch. She whimpered, her hips bucking as he slid a finger inside her.
“Please, Samuel. I need you,” she begged, her voice husky with desire.
He didn’t need to be asked twice. Samuel quickly shed his clothes, climbing onto the bed and positioning himself between Isabella’s legs. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer as he entered her.
They moved together in a rhythm as old as time, their bodies slick with sweat as they chased their release. Samuel’s thrusts grew harder and faster, driving deeper into Isabella with each stroke. She moaned, her nails digging into his back as she felt herself on the brink.
With a final, powerful thrust, Samuel sent them both tumbling over the edge. Isabella cried out, her orgasm washing over her in waves of pleasure. Samuel groaned, his cock pulsing inside her as he came.
They lay together, spent and satisfied, as their breathing slowly returned to normal. Samuel pressed a soft kiss to Isabella’s forehead, smiling as she looked up at him with a contented smile.
“Thank you, doctor. That was just what I needed,” she said, her voice soft and dreamy.
Samuel chuckled, brushing a strand of hair from her face.
“The pleasure was all mine, Isabella. I’ll see you tomorrow for your check-up,” he said, pulling away from her.
Isabella watched as he dressed, her heart heavy with the knowledge that their time together was coming to an end. But she knew that she would never forget the man who had brought her such pleasure in her time of need.
