‘On my way back to Versailles, my lust and yearning for Arno only grows stronger the closer we approach Maison de la Serre. I try to control myself when I finally see him at the gates but my pussy is already wet and throbbing as I disembark from the carriage. As soon as we are alone, I pull him into an empty bedchamber, eager and demanding, sighing with pleasure when he returns my kisses with equally-repressed passion. We fuck quickly and quietly, muffling our moans against each other’s mouths.’