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 stood outside the twin glass doors of the office. Fingers brushing back the loose strands of hair that stuck out of her ponytail. Sleep made many people wake up pretty, but a disturbed sleep crouched up on an airplane while resting her head against Chris did not work wonders on her skin. But she was determined. 


She had to do this; confrontation had become a necessity. To save her mother from looking like a fool. From a life of misery. 


And yet, Aiyana found that she was not ready for this conversation. 


Nonetheless, she placed her hand on the glass pane of the office door, waiting just a moment, letting out a sigh before she pushed the door open. 


Nervousness was replaced with anger as she watched her father seated on his table. His tie was pulled loose, and his hair was in a disarray and there standing between his legs was a leaning slender body. 


Chapter 106