Our Game

I’ve played it your way… on your terms. Unsure what you’ve been doing but following your lead. My heart open, patiently waiting for you to regain focus, waiting for you to move your eyes away from that little screen and back to us.

I’ve played it your way… on your terms. But my dreams remind me constantly. My body and mind aching for what has been denied me for 2+ years.

I’ve played it your way long enough… now it’s my turn. I’ve had two years of craving. My patience is dwindling. What I hunger for is not just a want, it is an essential necessity. It’s an indescribable need.

I’ve played it your way long enough… now it’s my turn. No longer should you deny us of something that brought us both such extreme pleasure. Force yourself inside me. I want to feel your fingers on my lips. Your hands around my throat making me quiver with desire and anticipation of what’s to come. That sting against my flesh. My body weak from indulging you. Me, crawling back for more. Back arched, head down…

Let OUR game begin.

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