In the sterile, cold halls of the hospital, a woman named Samantha wandered. She was a vision of loveliness, her long golden hair cascading down her back like a waterfall of sunshine. Her petite frame was wrapped in a thin hospital gown, the flimsy fabric doing little to conceal her small, perky breasts.
She had been in a car accident, and though her injuries were minor, she was forced to stay overnight for observation. The hospital was quiet this time of night, the only sounds the soft beeping of machines and the distant murmur of nurses’ voices.
Dr. Mark, a tall, dark-haired man with piercing blue eyes, entered her room. He was handsome, with a strong jaw and a confident air. He approached Samantha’s bed, his gaze lingering on her exposed chest.
“How are you feeling?” he asked, his voice low and soothing.
“I’m okay,” Samantha replied, her voice quavering slightly. “A little scared, I guess.”
Dr. Mark smiled, his teeth gleaming in the dim light. “There’s nothing to be scared of,” he said. “I’m here to take care of you.”
He pulled up a chair next to her bed, their legs brushing against each other. Samantha’s heart skipped a beat, her breath hitching in her throat. She looked up at Dr. Mark, her eyes wide and uncertain.
He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against her ear. “I want to make you feel good,” he whispered.
Samantha’s heart raced, her body trembling with desire. She nodded, her lips parted in anticipation.
Dr. Mark’s hands began to explore her body, his fingers tracing patterns on her skin. He cupped her small breasts, his thumbs brushing against her nipples. Samantha gasped, her back arching off the bed.
Dr. Mark’s lips found hers, his tongue delving into her mouth. Samantha moaned, her hands reaching up to tangle in his hair.
He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck, his teeth nibbling on her earlobe. Samantha whimpered, her body writhing beneath him.
Dr. Mark’s hand slipped between her legs, his fingers finding her wet and ready. She gasped as he entered her, her hips bucking against his hand.
He continued to kiss her, his lips moving down to her breasts, his tongue swirling around her nipples. Samantha cried out, her fingers digging into his back.
Dr. Mark’s fingers moved faster, his thumb rubbing circles around her clit. Samantha’s legs shook, her body tensing as she reached her peak.
She cried out, her orgasm washing over her in waves. Dr. Mark continued to kiss her, his fingers slowly slipping out of her.
Samantha lay back, her body spent and satisfied. Dr. Mark smiled down at her, his hand gently brushing a stray lock of hair from her face.
“Feeling better?” he asked, his voice soft and gentle.
Samantha nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. “Much better,” she said.
Dr. Mark stood up, adjusting his clothes. “I’ll let you get some rest,” he said, heading towards the door.
Samantha watched him go, her body still tingling with pleasure. She closed her eyes, a contented smile on her face.
The end.
