In the sterile, cold confines of a hospital room, a woman lay in her bed. She was nude, her small breasts exposed to the air. Her long hair spilled out across the pillow, a stark contrast to the plain white of the sheets. Her name was Isabella, she was 26 years old, and she had been a patient for several days now.
The door to her room opened quietly, and a man slipped inside. He was a doctor, tall and handsome, with dark hair and piercing blue eyes. His name was Dr. Ethan, and he was one of the hospital’s most respected surgeons. He had been assigned to Isabella’s case, and over the past few days, they had developed a strong bond.
Ethan approached Isabella’s bed, his eyes locked on hers. He could see the desire in her gaze, and he felt it too. He had been fighting against his attraction to her for days, but now, he could no longer resist.
He leaned down, his lips meeting Isabella’s in a passionate kiss. She responded eagerly, her arms wrapping around his neck as their tongues danced together. Ethan’s hands roamed over Isabella’s body, cupping her small breasts and teasing her nipples.
Isabella moaned, her body arching towards Ethan. She could feel his hardness pressing against her, and she wanted him inside her. She reached down, her fingers fumbling with the buttons of his pants.
Ethan helped her, kicking off his pants and climbing onto the bed. He positioned himself between Isabella’s legs, his cock pressing against her wet opening. He looked into her eyes, seeking permission. Isabella nodded, her eyes filled with desire.
Ethan entered her slowly, his cock sliding in with ease. Isabella gasped, her nails digging into Ethan’s back as he began to thrust. The bed creaked with each movement, the sound of their bodies coming together filling the room.
Ethan’s hand reached down, his fingers finding Isabella’s clit. He rubbed her gently, the pressure building inside her. Isabella moaned, her body trembling as she reached her peak.
“Yes, Ethan, yes!” she cried out, her orgasm washing over her. Ethan continued to thrust, his own release close behind. He groaned, his cock twitching inside Isabella as he came.
They lay there, their bodies entwined, as their breathing slowly returned to normal. Ethan looked at Isabella, his eyes filled with affection. He knew that what they had done was wrong, but he couldn’t bring himself to regret it.
“I’ll see you tomorrow, Isabella,” he whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to her lips. He slipped out of the bed, gathering his clothes and leaving the room.
Isabella watched him go, a small smile on her lips. She knew that what they had done was wrong, but she couldn’t bring herself to regret it either. She closed her eyes, her mind filled with thoughts of Ethan, as she drifted off to sleep.
