
In the sterile, cold halls of the hospital, a woman named Isabella wandered, lost and afraid. Her heart raced as she tried to make sense of the confusing maze of corridors. A nurse with long, flowing auburn hair had told her that her husband, James, was in one of the rooms, but which one she could not remember.
As she turned a corner, she heard a faint sound coming from one of the rooms. Her heart skipped a beat as she approached it, her curiosity piqued. Peering inside, she saw James lying on the bed, looking weak and vulnerable.
She rushed to his side, her heart filled with relief and love. “James, I’m here,” she whispered, taking his hand in hers.
James looked up, his eyes filled with surprise and joy. “Isabella, you came,” he said, his voice hoarse.
Isabella nodded, her eyes brimming with tears. “Of course, I did. I couldn’t stay away.”
They sat in silence for a moment, their hands still intertwined. Then, James reached up and gently brushed a stray lock of Isabella’s long, black hair behind her ear. “I’ve missed you so much,” he whispered, his voice filled with longing.
Isabella leaned in, pressing her lips to James’. The kiss was soft and tender, a reunion of souls. As they pulled away, James’ hand drifted down to Isabella’s small, firm breasts, his thumb brushing against her hard nipple.
Isabella gasped, her body responding to James’ touch. She reached down, her hand finding its way to James’ hard cock, stroking it gently through his hospital gown.
James groaned, his hips bucking up into Isabella’s hand. “I need you,” he whispered, his voice filled with need.
Isabella nodded, her eyes filled with desire. She stood up, slowly stripping off her clothes, revealing her naked body to James.
James’ eyes widened as he took in Isabella’s small, firm breasts and long, toned legs. “You’re beautiful,” he whispered, his voice filled with awe.
Isabella smiled, crawling onto the bed and straddling James. She reached down, guiding his cock inside of her, gasping as she felt him fill her up.
They began to move together, their bodies moving in a rhythm as old as time. Isabella leaned down, her hair falling in a curtain around their faces as she kissed James deeply.
James’ hands roamed over Isabella’s body, his fingers finding her hard, pink nipples. He pinched and twisted them gently, causing Isabella to moan with pleasure.
Isabella began to ride James harder, her hips moving faster and faster. James’ hands gripped her hips, helping her to move as he thrust up into her.
Isabella leaned back, her hands bracing herself on James’ knees as she ground down onto him. She could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing with pleasure.
James’ fingers found Isabella’s clit, rubbing it gently as she rode him. Isabella cried out, her body shaking as she came, her juices flowing down onto James’ cock.
James thrust up into Isabella one last time, his cock pulsing as he came, filling her with his seed.
They collapsed together, their bodies slick with sweat and pleasure. “I love you,” James whispered, his arms wrapped around Isabella.
“I love you too,” Isabella whispered back, her head resting on James’ chest.
As they lay there, their hearts beating in sync, the sounds of the hospital faded away, replaced by the whispers of love and desire that only they could hear.