In the sterile environment of the hospital, a woman named Isabella lay in her bed, her long hair splayed across the pillow. She was a sight to behold, her small breasts bare and exposed, her body weak and vulnerable. She had been in a car accident and was recovering from her injuries.
One day, a physical therapist named Jack came into her room to help her with her mobility. He was a tall, muscular man with a kind smile. Isabella felt a spark of attraction towards him the moment she laid eyes on him.
As Jack helped Isabella with her exercises, they made small talk and laughed together. Isabella couldn’t help but notice the way Jack’s eyes lingered on her body, and she felt a heat spread through her chest.
One day, as Jack was helping Isabella with her stretches, he accidentally brushed his hand against her breast. Isabella gasped at the contact, her nipples hardening beneath her hospital gown.
Jack looked at her with an intensity that took her breath away. “I’m sorry,” he said, his voice husky. “I didn’t mean to…”
But Isabella stopped him. “No, it’s okay,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “I liked it.”
Jack’s eyes widened, but then he smiled. “In that case,” he said, leaning in closer to her.
He kissed her, his lips soft and warm against hers. Isabella responded eagerly, her tongue darting out to meet his. She could feel his hardness pressing against her thigh, and she moaned with desire.
Jack broke the kiss, his breath coming in short gasps. “I want you,” he said, his voice rough.
Isabella nodded, her heart pounding in her chest. Jack helped her out of her hospital gown, his eyes roving over her naked body.
He kissed her again, his hands exploring her breasts, her hips, her thighs. Isabella moaned, her body responding to his touch.
Jack trailed kisses down her neck, his tongue tracing a path to her nipples. He sucked and bit at them gently, and Isabella cried out with pleasure.
He moved lower, his tongue tracing a line down her stomach to her wetness. He licked and sucked at her clit, and Isabella’s hips bucked with pleasure.
Jack slid a finger inside of her, and Isabella moaned, her muscles clenching around him. He added another finger, curling them to hit her G-spot.
Isabella cried out, her orgasm building inside of her. Jack continued to finger her, his tongue lashing at her clit.
Isabella came hard, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. Jack didn’t stop, his fingers and tongue continuing to work their magic.
Isabella came again and again, her body trembling with pleasure.
Finally, Jack stood up, his hard cock jutting out from his pants. Isabella licked her lips, her eyes fixed on his length.
Jack stripped off his pants, his cock springing free. Isabella reached out, her fingers wrapping around his girth.
She stroked him, her hand moving up and down his length. Jack moaned, his head thrown back.
Isabella leaned in, her lips wrapping around the head of his cock. She sucked him deep into her mouth, her tongue swirling around his tip.
Jack groaned, his hands tangling in her hair. Isabella sucked him harder, her head bobbing up and down his length.
Finally, Jack couldn’t take it any longer. He pulled out of her mouth, his cock glistening with her saliva.
He climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between Isabella’s legs. He rubbed the head of his cock against her wetness, teasing her.
Isabella moaned, her hips rising to meet him. Jack thrust inside of her, filling her completely.
He began to move, his hips pistoning in and out of her. Isabella met him thrust for thrust, her nails digging into his back.
Jack leaned down, his lips finding hers. They kissed passionately, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony.
Isabella could feel another orgasm building inside of her, and she moaned, her nails digging into Jack’s back.
Jack thrust harder, his hips moving faster. Isabella came hard, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm.
Jack followed soon after, his cock pulsing inside of her as he came.
They lay together, their bodies slick with sweat. Jack kissed Isabella gently, his fingers tracing patterns on her skin.
They didn’t speak, their bodies saying everything that needed to be said.
Their lovemaking was a healing touch, a balm to soothe their souls. In that moment, they were one, their bodies and hearts entwined.
And as they lay there, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking, they knew that they would never be the same again.
