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 could feel Chris’ excitement as the car drove along the busy streets of Paris. Hear his breath whisper in anticipation as the tips of his fingers ran along her skin , aimlessly reminding her of the way they felt when they touched her moments ago. 


Images flashed in front of her eyes just like they had in the bathroom as his fingers moved against the curves of her wet skin. Drawing fire and yet dwindling it with gentleness and affection. Passion laced with love. Fire with water. 


As the steam spiraled around their bodies. She watched his skin soak, as little drops of temptation condensed on every line of his chest. The drops too enticed to leave yet to shy to stay as they traced their own path of lust along his pectorals, touching, kissing caressing before they moved an inch lower. And lower still until the very hem of the jeans that hung low, showing off the twin lines that hinted at what lay below. 


Chapter 102