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

Aiyana woke up to the sound of a metal zip closing and Chris’ voice. 


“Get up my love. We have only four hours till the flight. You don’t want to miss it.” 


Aiyana groaned, pressing her fingers against her temple. 


“Shush... please you are too loud.” 


“Yes well that’s a hangover for you… now come on go hop in the shower fast we have a flight to catch.” 


“Well, too bad. Cause you have a ticket.” 


“I have a little apartment in Paris. I fell in love with the city the first time I went there and bought one thinking someday I will get married and move here. Raise my children there. Grow old with my wife. That sort of a thing.” 


“The glass is on the side table. You will see it when you actually open your eyes. Beside your hangover cure are the two tablets of aspirin too. Chug both of them at the same time.” 


Chapter 89