In the sterile, cold halls of the hospital, a woman named Isabella walked with a sense of determination. She was a nurse, with long, flowing hair that cascaded down her back. Her figure was petite, with small breasts that bounced gently with each step she took. She wore the standard hospital uniform, but had shed the outer layer, revealing her naked body beneath.
She entered the supply closet, her heart racing with anticipation. Inside, she found a man named Ethan, a doctor with a chiseled jaw and piercing blue eyes. He was also naked, his cock standing at attention.
“Isabella,” he whispered, his voice low and husky. “I’ve been waiting for you.”
She moved closer to him, her body trembling with desire. He reached out, his fingers tracing the curve of her breast. She let out a soft moan as he gently pinched her nipple.
“Ethan,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “I want you.”
He leaned in, his lips meeting hers in a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together as they explored each other’s bodies. He trailed his lips down her neck, nibbling and licking as he went. She let out a soft gasp as he took her nipple into his mouth, sucking and teasing it with his tongue.
He moved his hand between her legs, his fingers finding her wet and ready. She moaned as he slipped a finger inside her, slowly moving it in and out. He added a second finger, stretching her open.
“Ethan, please,” she begged, her voice filled with desire.
