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’s words lit again a long-extinguished flame in Viktor as he thought about his wife. Her face bright like the first rays of sun when she woke up. She hardly wore any make – up and even though she though that it made her beautiful it was not what Viktor thought. He always thought she was the prettiest just when she woke up. 


Sleep still in her eyes as her moss green irises were dilated to let him gaze into the freckled dark endless gaze. Her cheeks flushed pink because she liked to sleep in the cold. It was something they fought over every night. It was always ending the same way, her kissing his lips as she snatched the remote of the air conditioner from and hid it in the drawer as if he could not reach it but he never would because she would be wearing whichever shirt, he had worn that day and nothing underneath. Her eyes would be lit up with mischief almost daring him to defy her. And her lips… her lips would have that smile. 


Chapter 107