Lila was completely addicted. She lived for the night shifts. She lived for the moments she could sneak away to Damon's room, or the supply room, or the operating theater. He had f****d her in every hidden corner of the hospital. She had sucked his c**k in the stairwell while nurses walked past on the floor below. She had ridden him in the shower in his private bathroom while a doctor reviewed his chart outside the door. She could not get enough of him.
Damon was being discharged tomorrow. The thought filled Lila with panic. She could not lose this. She could not go back to her boring, sexless life. She needed his c**k. She needed his c*m. She needed to be his dirty slut.
She walked into his room at four in the morning, her usual time. The ward was quiet. Most of the nurses were on break
