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After saying their congratulations, they slowly dispersed until it was just Eveline and William.

They decided to walk around and grab some refreshments.

Eveline barely put the food in her mouth when another viscount and his wife waved at them from across the ballroom. She groaned.

“What would you say if we slip out of the ball?” William suggested.

Blood rushed to Eveline’s face as she remembered the activities they had engaged in the last time they slipped out of a ball.

“I would say yes if it is anything like the previous time,” she responded.

He tried unsuccessfully to hide the smile that tugged at the corners of his mouth.

“Now that you have mentioned it, I have no choice but to oblige. Let us get out of here before the Viscount and Viscountess catch up to us.”

With that, they slipped quietly out of the ball and into the cool breeze outside.

Eveline was surprised when her husband led them to the carriage.

“I reckon our home would be a better location for this escapade.”

Soon enough, they were home, and her husband lifted her into his arms and carried her to his chambers.

William did not hesitate to claim her mouth as soon as they stepped into his room. When they finally came up for air, Eveline fumbled with the buttons on his coat.

“Your coat,” she breathed, “it must come off.”

William, however, held her hands before she could continue. “Let me do it,” he said.

In just a moment, he was standing in front of her, naked.

Eveline swallowed nervously as she took a few steps back to look at him.

He was muscular and huge, and even now, his engorged member was a testament to his arousal.

“Now, your turn,” he said, before closing the distance between them in an instant.

Eveline shivered as his teasing fingers left goosebumps in their wake as he took his sweet time to undress her.

William leaned down and pressed a kiss to her neck. She shivered again, more intensely this time.

“I could not take my eyes off you tonight,” he murmured against her skin.

“I could certainly tell,” Eveline breathed.

He gave her a slight push, and she fell, rather dramatically, onto the bed. Before she could catch her breath, he had straddled her.

They kissed again, and this time, it was slow and steady, just like their love for each other.

When he finally took her breasts into his mouth, Eveline felt tingles spread from the tiniest hair on her head to her feet.

His tongue laved at her nipple, leaving longing and need in its wake.

“Take me now,” Eveline begged him.

William chuckled wickedly before he trailed open-mouthed kisses from her chest down to her stomach and then just a little lower.

Eveline’s fingers curled into the bedsheets when his tongue found her nub. His tongue teased and flicked it, and soon enough, her pleasure began to build up. Then, a satisfying wave of pleasure crashed over her.