You imagine me approaching you, slowly, unhurriedly. Stopping next to you, leaning towards your ear and whispering: "What if I tell you that I want you right now?"

And now it doesn't matter what happened before. The only thing that matters is what will happen after.

After our bodies merge in this frantic rhythm.
After my nails leave marks on your skin.
After your lips explore my every curve.

And now... you're just reading these lines, but you already know: I can't wait to turn fantasy into reality.