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

Bianca and Sky walked in silence. Bianca felt a palpating sense of arousal with each step, unaware of the anger that despite the arousal bubbled just underneath the surface. Try as he might, Sky could not only focus on the messy hair that dawned Bianca’s head. Oliver seemed to have pulled her hair in a fit of passion. Perhaps he took her from behind, like Sky himself would. 


Much like Sky himself, was Oliver imagining someone else? Was she just as beautiful as his Desdemona? No, that could not be, for no one could match his Desdemona. But, perhaps that is what every man thought, that his was the most beautiful woman on this earth. 


Chapter 116