
In the sterile, white halls of the hospital, a woman with long, flowing hair moved silently. Her name was Liliana, a nurse with a petite frame and small, firm breasts. She had been working a long shift, and her body ached for release.
One night, as she was making her rounds, she came across a patient named Oliver. He was a tall, handsome man with a rugged charm. He had been in a motorcycle accident and was left with a broken leg and a few bruised ribs. Liliana couldn’t help but feel attracted to him.
One evening, as she was changing his bandages, their eyes met and held for a moment. A spark ignited between them, and Liliana knew she had to have him. She leaned in close, her long hair brushing against his skin, and whispered in his ear, “I want you, Oliver. I want you now.”
Oliver’s eyes widened with surprise, but he couldn’t deny the desire that was burning inside of him. He nodded, and Liliana began to undress. She stood before him, her small breasts exposed, her nipples hard with desire. She climbed onto the bed, straddling him, and began to grind against his growing erection.
Liliana leaned down, her long hair cascading around them, and kissed him deeply. Her tongue explored his mouth, and he responded in kind. They broke apart, gasping for breath, and Liliana began to kiss his neck, nibbling and licking at the sensitive skin.
She moved down, her mouth trailing fire along his chest, and took one of his nipples into her mouth. She sucked and bit at it, causing him to moan with pleasure. She moved to the other, giving it the same attention, before moving down further.
Liliana reached his pants, and with a quick flick of her wrist, she had them undone. She reached in, her fingers wrapping around his cock, and began to stroke him. He was hard and ready, and she couldn’t wait any longer.