A Game Played Alone
She loved him, but that wasn't enough.
He searched for the truth, but he didn't want to hear it.
She loved him but she wasn't enough.
He wanted poppy, roulette, games, challenge.
She was solitaire, no challenge in that.
Nothing to raise the pulses, kick in the adrenaline.
Why couldn't she be poppy?
Just for one night.
Entice him, excite him.
How would it feel, his hands wrapped in her hair.
His eyes devouring her body as she lay naked on the बिस्तर before him.
His body pushing against hers, pushing into hers, harder, deeper.
His stubble raking hers breasts, arousing her nipples in readiness...
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