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 held Aiyana’s hand as they walked along the bridge leading to the Notre Dame Cathedral as he went on and on about the history of the Cathedral. All Aiyana caught from all of it was that it was a masterpiece of Gothic architecture, a term she was not sure of the meaning of and it basically started in like the 16th century or something when they broke down like two of the churches or whatever they called it back then to make space for it. It was done under some pope called Maurice de Sully. Poor thing never got to see the finished product mostly because it took like over a hundred years to build it. She pretty much zoned out after that. 


It was when she reached that she was awestruck by the sight in front of her. The vast cathedral in all its glory. She stood atop the pavement that was called the four courts square where the remnants of Basilica of Saint Steven once stood and soaked in the glorious piece of architecture she had seen. 


Chapter 90