I want nothing more than for Arno to completely dominate me – his noble, gentlemanly countenance giving way to a more ruthless nature as he fucks me roughly on the floor, or pressed against the wall, or pushed into his bed. His thrusts are rapid and demanding; his voice is a low growl in my ear as he holds my throat in his hand, pulling me close. When he finally comes, he bites into my shoulder, leaving hot kiss marks all over my bare skin.