The amount of time my mind has spent contemplating the ways in which I would worship you, feels like time enough for great civilizations and kingdoms to rise and fall, many times over. But time exists differently in thoughts and in dreams.

The ways in which I would fulfill your desire. The simple, fantastical idea of your head thrown back exclaiming in divine pleasure is enough to set my entire being ablaze… not in desire for my own pleasure, but in the pleasure derived from bringing you to such sublime release.

The thought of the sounds of passion, the quickening of breath, a moan followed… by a growl, the catch of a slow anticipating breath at the moment desire becomes sensation. When fantasy culminates with reality.

With one simple request. Take a chance on me. I may not be a gambling man, but I would risk it all for this.

-Nathan