Let's play a game he said.
And I agreed.
He called it possession and the possession was me.
Maybe just this one night I'll let Mr. Arizona possess me.
I might call him sky when we are all together but secretly when he touches me, touches the heat of my skin and the lust that drips along my legs I call him Mr. Arizona again.
It's a vile game we play where he lights a fire on my skin and I call him Mr. Arizona, watching the fire burn within his eyes when I moan it again and again. 
It's lust. 
That's what Mr. Arizona means.
Just that single word and in different names as we play different games but tonight he calls it possession.
Not another game of lust. He invited me to be won. 
To be possessed by him.

Forbidden Desires

Chris came back carrying a bottle of wine with two glasses only to find Aiyana covered in nothing but a thin white bed sheet. Her curves accentuated under its sensual soft touch. Her nipple peaking secretly from under them, she had thrown the sheet off after the mid-thigh, showing of her beautiful legs. 


But what looked even more beautiful was the look of innocence and sleep formed in her eyes. 


Chris walked to the bed, placing the wine and the glasses on the bedside table. Lying in turn beside her sleepy body. Aiyana immediately curled around him, laying her head over his chest her palm spread over his abdomen. The few times they had spent the night together she would always end up like this or pulling his body to drape over her like a victory flag. 


Chris found it adorable because to him, it meant that a deeper level she cared. And now today she finally even told him. 


Chapter 43