*******WARNING THIS CHAPTER contains mature content....***...

Morning had since passed and the days beautiful afternoon found them curled in each others arms. He stirred in his sleep and slowly opened his eyes. Blinking away the haze and grogginess, he looked around and remembered that he was in his bedroom.

The lithe warm body curled into his side brought a smile to his lips. She lay with her arm around his waist, and he lay slightly facing her, one slender leg between his and snug against his groin. He pushed against her softly, nuzzling the fragrant softness of her hair, and the feel of her in his arms. Slowly he became aroused, but then he forced himself to stop. If he continued, neither of them would leave this room for the day he thought.

Rigid with the growing urge in him, he groaned as his mind fully awakened. He smiled and remembered their fully sated state after their lovemaking. Afterwards, he left the study with her cradled in his arms and brought her up to his room.
It was some time in the wee hours of the morning that he took her willing semiconcious body again in his bed. Their bed.

Reluctantly, he moved away from her and stood from the bed not wanting to leave her side and the warmth of their bed. He walked over to the basin of water on the table in the far corner. Briskly, he splashed his face with water and began to shave.

It wasn't till after he had turned to dry his face and walked over to his chair and pulled on his breeches, he noticed her stir in her sleep. He pulled his shirt on, his eyes never left her sleeping form as he continued to dress.

Petite hands raised to her eyes and she rubbed them softly following a soft moan. He neared the bed slowly as if in a trance and watched her stretch like a well rested kitten. The sheets slid down her body giving him an enticing view of her breasts and a shapely thigh. Such a view brought a smile to his lips as he languidly leaned against the bedpost and watched her.

Rubbing the sleep from her eyes, she stretched her body. The heaviness of her exhaustion still clouded her mind and weighted her limbs. She looked about in a sleepy daze until her eyes caught sight of Adrian staring at her.

He walked around the bed to sit at her side. He leaned over her and looked down into her eyes while he smoothed her hair away from her forehead.

"Good morning," he whispered with a grin gazing down at her.

"Good morning," she whispered back, her voice rich and sweet with a drowsy smile.

"I am going to find us something to eat, or would you prefer to join me in the dinning room," He said.

She looked towards the window for a moment and smiled. She looked at him then raised her fingers to idly finish buttoning his shirt.
"We can not hide in here forever," she sighed.

"Indeed we can not," he lowered his eyes to her fingers watching each one deftly loop and fasten it closed.

"I think it's best we eat in the dinning room," He looked at her. Then suddenly that mischievous glint in her eyes held him in place.

She smiled and ran her finger along the strong line of his jaw. "I was briefly thinking of pushing you back into bed but if you prefer to eat...So be it." she teased slowly sitting up.

"I must give the poor fellow a rest. You are so greedy." He chuckled. "I fear it will be worn out before its time."

With a mocking gasp, she turned to look at him.
"Milord you paint me as a hungry trollop, I never meant for us to do that. All I wanted to do was to cuddle," she coquettishly left the bed naked glancing over her shoulder at him.

He tossed his head back and laughed.
He sobered with a grin staring at her hungrily as he edged towards the end of the bed where she stood now gloriously nude hugging the bed post.

"Are you saying that you do not care for my endowments, milady?" He stood slowly with a sensual smile.

"No, I fear that without it, there will not be any fun," she shook her head.
She grinned playfully backing away noticing his look turning to a wicked grin.

"So that is the way of it minx," his eyes lifted amused.

Silently he watched her bite her lower lip, he lunged for her as she squealed with a light giggle in his arms.

Laying her on the bed, he pressed his body above hers. She laughed with him as her hand slid down to discover him ready and eager for her.

"You say im greedy milord, but I must say, your appetite threatens to wear it down to a stub."

Humor gleamed in his eyes with her teasing as he chuckled.

"I will take my chances, minx," she squealed as he tickled her mercilessly.

There was indisputable pleasure and happiness in their play as their laughs could be heard beyond the door to their room.

*~*~*~*~*~*~

Finally they graced the drawing room and its occupant with their presence. They talked and enjoyed their day, Caroline smiled and watched her brother lovingly stare at Eva as she spoke of her time with her at the estate.

After sometime the conversation led to explaining their decision to Caroline. Caroline took in the eager gaze of accepting their idea from Adrian and Eva as she sat back and contemplated their decision to lie about their marriage to save face and avoid scandal. It was not unheard of, the most wealthiest of families bought the silence of their most lurid of secrets. What Adrian proposed was just time to ease their truth into the most unforgiving social circle they belonged to. The Ton.

They sat around drumming up the ideas and scenarios of their scheme. They needed to eventually make it known that Adrian was interested in Eva, the idea of their joining being a love match wouldn't be far fetched in the least due to the fact that to those who knew them, saw very little of them together only at social functions.

They needed to put on their best show yet due to the London season. She still needed to attend the social events expected of her as a debutante. She watched them exchange unsure glances at one another.

"It will be alright, Eva." Caroline assured her.

Adrian immediately looked at Caroline. " What do you suggest?"

Caroline looked from her brother to Eva then finally rested her teacup she had been holding for a while on.The coffee table before her. She leaned back and straightened her gown. Preparing herself for what was to come with her decision.

They watched her intently.

" I feel that its best to start over. A clean slate." she said looking at them.

"I feel its best that if we are to do this, It is best that we work out the steps. The first step is for Adrian to live in the Townhouse while I stay here at the manor with Eva," she looked at Eva with a stern gaze.

"Second step, is establishing the fact that you intend to court Eva and by doing that we will need Brandon and Arlington's help. They could start the gossip at Whitmores' something small enough to get the rumor afloat,"

Silence lingered, waiting for her to continue, two sets of eyes bore into hers. One with hesitation the other with pure dread.

"Adrian, you will then do the rest. And, of course I will be your chaperone Eva. But, remember all of this must go at a slow pace," she looked at Adrian.

"How slow of a pace, Caroline," Adrian asked in a warning tone.

"The pace necessary to avoid scandal brother, if you rush it along there will be talk of her virtue and the reasons behind a rushed marriage,"she gave an equal glare.

"For that simple matter, brother. It is best if you made arrangements to leave soon," she swallowed hard.

Evangeline gasped.

He and Caroline stared long enough to raise tension in the room before he looked away and stood furiously to look out the window.

He would have to leave her again.

Evangeline felt the overwhelming feeling and the decision to do this was too much. Her chest tightened with Carolines words. They would need to live apart again to save her from scandal.

"This is all my fault, I should have never tried to elope," she whispered as tears burned her eyes threatening to fall.

The very words barely left her lips entirely before Adrian knelt before her and held her cheeks in his hands.

"Look at me Eva," he spoke softly.

Reluctantly, she held his gaze as her tears fell like waterfalls.

"Peach, you are not to blame for any of this. Whether you would have eloped or not you were mine and I would have stopped at nothing to have you," he clenched his jaw.

Her heart dipped with his words a warm flush of heat crept up her body to her face. His gaze held hers with such fierce passion that it felt like time stood still with his words.

"We are going to do this and do it right so we can be together the way we were meant to be, love, and to do it I must leave immediately. Do you understand?" He lifted her chin to look at her.

He brushed away her stream of tears that would not stop and it tore at his heart the thought of leaving her.

"You will not let her out of your sight Caroline while I'm away," he warned not taking his eyes off of Eva.

"I won't brother, she will be safe," she whispered back dashing away her own tears.

Caroline watched as he lovingly pulled Eva into his warm embrace.

He kissed her sweetly on her lips then her cheeks wetting his lips with her tears. She trembled in his hold as he whispered his love for her. She leaned back and caressed his cheeks, taking in every line and curve of his feature.

"We will be apart again, it seems as if my love will always keep us apart," she began to cry.

"It' s my love for you that keeps me from you as well. Do you realize it?" He caressed her cheek.

"Yes,"she whispered as the tears continued to fall from her eyes.

"But know this Eva, when I return, it will be for good. I will never leave your side again." he said fiercely.

He stood then pulling her up to stand before him. His eyes bore into hers as he brought her fingers up to his lips and kissed them.

"Www...ill," she choked. "You write to me,"

Adrian only nodded, and Eva noted the tight set of his jaw, the excess moisture in his eyes.

"Aye, I will," his breath shook.

Silence stood between them until he spoke again.

"Stay safe, go no where without Caroline. I will visit within a months time,"

She bit her bottom lip and nodded.
He turned then and strode toward the door yelling for Barnes.

She sank to the chair weak and shaken by all of this.

Please come back. Eva thought. Don't go.

Then as if he knew her thought, Adrian spun around striding towards her, he pulled her up flush against his chest. Eva gasped as he took hold of her waist, his mouth descending to hers as if he meant to devour her entirely. With his last powerful kiss that reached both their souls, he pulled away and their eyes locked for one brief passionate moment. All the ardor and love for one another was reflected in their glare.

He turned and left.

"Oh, Eva," Caroline breathed quickly walking towards her as she watched her sway.

Eva tried to breathe between sobs as she put her hand to her throat, attempting to remain conscious, for the ache in her heart and the pain wracking her body threatened to end of her right there.

Caroline was so affected by what she saw that she cried along with Eva.

It wasn't until she had gently sat with her on the chair, that she felt Eva go limp in her arms.

"Rosie! Rosie, come quick," Caroline called out.
She tilted her head back to look at Eva. Brushing away her hair from her face.
She felt the heartache and sadness for her.
"Don't worry Eva, you will be with him again. You just need to be strong,"

*~*~*~*~*~*~*

His first week back in town proved fruitful as he continued his normal duties of attending to his business. Thanks to Brandon and Arlingtons help he continued where they left off.
It was a slow starting Monday, and with the help of the two starting the first whispers of his intentions to court Eva was well on the way. The agreement to spread the word in all the right places was very important, they were walking on a delicate path and could not afford any mishaps.

In no time, the word had reached the eager ears of the most influential of the Ton and soon after invitations to tea parties, strolls in the park and balls were pouring in.

With little effort her absence was forgotten and condolences for the loss of her so called sick aunt followed.

He had hoped that with this new turn of events as he grew nearer to making his intentions official before society, Locksley would leave her alone.

Whatever happens after that Adrian was not sure but he was hopeful all of it would work.

Lost in thought the soft knock from Penniford pulled his eyes away from the fire after bidding him enter. The butler entered and bowed.

"Mlor...," he began to speak.

Then, Alicia breezed in, unaware of the disdainful look Penniford gave her.

Adrian's eyes lifted quickly to the annoying woman that plagued his patience as she strode in nonchalantly before him to stand in front of his desk.

"Alicia," he coolly breathed clenching his jaw.

"Good afternoon m'lord," she softened her voice.

He leaned back in his chair and observed her for a while.

"Alicia?" His irritation evident in his glare.

She brushed it off with a sweet laugh as she turned to the small table that held a decanter of Brandy.

"May I," she looked his way and began to pour it before he could answer her.

Letting out a tired breath, he watched her carefully as she walked before his desk with glass in hand.

"Why are you here?" he asked.

"Can't an intended visit m'lord," she pouted innocently.

He narrowed his eyes.

"As far as I can remember Alicia, I called off our engagement, besides you are not one for idle social visits," he glared at her.

She tossed her head back with a laugh. It was evident she has lost her mind. "Yes, yes for the sake of that tart your little ward, you refused to continue with our plans," she sneered.

He looked at her, his lips turned upward with his teeth clenched. "I told you to keep her out of this,"

She smiled ignoring him, coming around to lean closer to him placing her glass on the table.
"Come now, darling enough with the nonsense I already told you before. I don't care that you slept with her." She began to undo his cravat.

"I only want you," she leaned forward and whispered kissing his jaw.

Immediately, he caught her hand in a vice grip and pushed it away.

"That will not happen Alicia, we are done when will you understand?" he hissed standing seeking his distance from her.

"But, I love you Adrian. I refuse to give up. You were suppose to marry me," she sobbed.

He watched as she pulled herself up and went to him. He kept her at arms length.
"What can I do to change your mind," she finally closed their distance and rubbed her body against his.

Gritting his teeth, he pushed her away. "Please leave Alicia,"

She slumped to the floor before him and began to plea pitifully.
He stared down at her as if she had grown an extra head.

Frantically she began to speak and sob.
"I love you, I will do anything you want." She pleaded then began to undo his buttons to his breeches.

He frowned and stepped back.
"Control yourself Alicia," he growled buttoning them back.

Adrian shook his head in awe at what she has come to. She has completely gone mad.

She glared up at him furiously.
"After all the time we were together, you throw it all away. Why?" She cried out.
An eerie silence followed, he turned his back on her and walked to the door.

He pulled it open then looked at her sitting on the floor in crumpled defeat and anger.
"Like I told you before Alicia it is over, please leave and do not return," he said.

R

igid with anger and embarrassment she stood up.

She stared at him in silence as if waiting for him to speak again or change his mind. But, he didn't.

She quickly recovered from her show of brokenness and weakness and gently brushed her skirts then furiously dashed away her tears before they could dry on her cheeks.

Swiftly she walked towards the door and stopped before him. He took in her cool and unsteady temper.

"Good day m'lord, but remember you have not seen the last of me," she breathed and stormed off.

He frowned staring at her as she shoved Penniford aside and left. She tried his patience for the last time he left strict orders for Penniford not to let her in again before closing the door and continuing his work.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Two weeks had passed and the gossip flew like wild flames to every corner of town. The Earl of Fairhaven had landed his sights on the town's most sought after beauty. She watched as Caroline read out one by one the invitations that arrived.

"Here is one I think you would enjoy," Caroline smiled.

With a confused frown, Eva leaned forward and plucked the card lightly from her fingers turned it over and read it.

~~~~~~
Lord Wilfred and Lady Esther
Cordially invites you to attend their 15th Annual Weathertons Ball.

Located at their family Estate
On March 16
Promptly at 8pm

We hope to see you there...

~~~~~~~

She looked up immediately at Caroline and smiled.

"And if I am not mistaken a certain someone will be there," Caroline grinned at Eva's twinkling gaze.

They continued to look through the cards as they talked about their preparations to attend a tea party they were invited to this very afternoon.

They sat amongst a wide array of woman of different social standing at Lady Glasgow's tea party. She was delighted with the attention they gave her as they spoke of the upcoming balls and other social events she just simply had to attend. They were smittened with her politeness and sweet nature.

"No wonder the Earl is taken with her, look she is simply an Angel," one of the woman gushed.

By the time they got around to questioning her origins and family background she faltered abit and was relieved when Caroline came to her rescue.

"Her father is a wealthy merchant from Bath that sadly passed away a couple of years ago." She said softly gazing at her with reassuring smile.

Her heart fluttered at the comment and the fact that she spoke up for her. Shortly after the question of night that plagued them all came.

"How did you become the ward to the Earl," another asked.

Looking to Caroline she struggled for another answer and stumbled to talk.

Once again Caroline came to the rescue without hesitation.
"Our families were close, her father appointed my father her guardian in the event if anything were to happen to him. With my father's passing all of his affairs were left to my brother along with guardianship of Evangeline," she nodded to her.

The explanation was splendid Evangeline mused. Never would she have thought of it. Then to her amazement Caroline did one even better to bury the seed of doubt and hash out the brewing question that all must have thought to ask.

"I must say though the responsibility it was very hard for my brother," with that it gained everyone's attention including Eva's.

"You see, what started off as acquiring guardianship of Eva doesn't start there. In fact, they knew each other way before that. They were childhood sweethearts," she beamed sweetly.

The fabricated lie stunned Evangeline and with it a sputter of tea and a cough. Wheezing and fighting for air they began to fan her and lightly pat her on her back. Her face was crimson by the time she looked to Caroline that had a pleading gaze in her stare to along with it.

"Oh dear look at her, she always does this when we speak of it. But, there is no denying the attraction and love my brother feels for her." Soft awes followed with gushing giggles.

"So now ladies, I beg you please do not chastise such a love when it is noted in my brothers eyes when he is near her. Discretion is of absolute importance. I am sure some of you have been bitten by the love bug in your day," she gave a warning glare to a few that would not hesitate to criticize the show of affection in her peers.

"With that said, I thank all of you so much for being accepting of Evangeline she is dear to me and my brother," she smiled at them.

"Oh! Lady Caroline you have no worries where we are concerned. I think it is simply divine to see young love in bloom," Countess Emery sighed with dreamy eyes.

Soon they all agreed and with that Evangeline felt a boulder lift from her shoulders.

Looking to Caroline she dashed away a tear mouthing her most heart felt Thank you. Caroline wiggled her nose impishly in return with a sweet smile. Your welcome. Sister.

*~*~*~*~*~*~

The evening of the ball came and she was so nervous she began to pace and forgot to breath.

By the time Rosie returned with Caroline she was sat before her bureau and fanned vigorously with a Caroline nervously begging her to breath.

"Breathe child before you faint," Rosie chastised her as she began to run her back.

Caroline smiled with a short laugh.
"Come now, Eva all will be well no need to be nervous," she squeezed her fingers that were cold.

"I know but, it's been nearly 5 weeks since I've seen Adrian and I don't know what I will do once I see him," she breathed.

"I don't think I can contain myself I might kiss him," she blurted out.

Caroline gasped.

"Eva, you will do no such thing," she said.

She watched as Eva lowered her gaze sad and embarrassed.

"Make sure your not seen when you do," Caroline said with an edge of mischief to her time.

Shocked, Eva looked up to the two woman that smiled at her knowingly. It was no secret the wait has been torture for them both.

"Now, I have a gift for you from s special someone," she brought a box up for her to see.

Eva looked at the small box and reached slowly for it. Slowly she opened it. A small note was rolled up inside.
With shaken hands she rolled it out and read it.

Peach,

I saw these and knew you would look absolutely stunning with these.
I wish I was there to present
you with my small token of my affection.
But, I have all night to admire you wearing them.
Love,
Adrian

She beamed with delight and quickly lifted the box to look inside.

She gasped. Then reached in and pulled out a beautiful jewel necklace filled with precious gems that sparkled. Her heart fluttered at such a beautiful gift.

Caroline and Rosie gasped and the twinkling jewel that lay in Eva's hand.

"Its exquisite," Carolines stood immediately and helped her out it on. It followed with the same earrings that hung from her ears.

They stood back and watched as she observed herself in the mirror. Caroline knew there was no doubt in her mind that tonight Adrian will be speechless.

*~*~*~*~*~*

They arrived shortly after eight and were escorted in by awaiting doormen and announced at the entrance. He stood in his most elegant black attire anxiously waiting to see her. He watched attentively the entrance door as droves of unknown faces entered and were announced. Then suddenly his breath hitched in his lungs.
She came forward as her name was announced.
Miss Chenoweth

She stepped forward in a breathtaking gown that accentuated her curves. The daring cut of share dusty rose bared creamy shoulders his fingers itched to touch. The beautiful gems around her slender neck glistened as she moved closer beneath the halls chandeliers. He swallowed hard as his eyes rose to her delectable lips he so desperately wanted to kiss. And those eyes how could he ever forget them.

All eyes including his were on the bewitching beauty until their eyes met and all time stood still.

Dear God how he wanted her.

Like moths to a flame he neared closer to her with each descending step she slowly took.
He stood before her and held her honey brown gaze with so much desire and longing.

A strong hand extended and watched as delicate fingers were clasped in them at once. The touch sent a jolt through him and he knew she felt it as well.

He guided her down the last step along with him to the middle of the dance floor as all eyes were on them. Onlookers parted the path to the floor before the beginning tunes of the evening Waltz.

The moment he pulled her flush to his strong body his world felt complete and all of his worries fell away.

He was mesmerized by her beauty as if seeing her for the first time. The twinkle in her eyes broke a dazzling grin from his lips.

"Hello," she sweetly grinned and it all but warmed his heart. He fought the urge to take her lips to his and kiss her.

They glided gracefully in tune to the dance.

"Hello," he replied with a gorgeous grin of his own. And it just about left her breathless.

"I see you received my gift," he whispered.

"It's beautiful Adrian, Thank you," she smiled at him.

"No peach, you are beautiful. There is nothing in this world more beautiful than you," he said.

Her heart swelled with his compliment.

She held his gaze for a brief moment and he saw so much love in their depths.
"Have you missed me, peach," his voice rich and deep touched her to her core.

With a teasing grin she lifted her chin. "Not at all,"
He laughed with an amused brow lifted. "I see,"

"Well would it matter if I told you I have missed you immensely," he whispered passionately.

Her eyes held an adoring light as she smiled demurely and nodded. She softly tugged her succulent bottom lip nervously with her teeth. He groaned hungrily looking at them.

Instantly, his strong arms tightened slightly around her waist and pulled her closer. Desire burned fiercely in his gaze as he whispered near her ears.

"Do you know what I wish for this very instant,?"

She fought to slow her quickened breath as he brushed her ear with his lips.
"What,?" She gazed innocently into his eyes.

"There is nothing on this earth, or in heaven for that matter... nothing I would find more pleasing, my delicious peach, than to see you in nothing but the necklace you wear," he whispered.

"And nothing would please me more than to grant your wish mlord,"

He watched her sultry delicious brown eyes darken and it intensified the love and desire between them.

"Would you care to indulge me with a quick getaway. It would be worth your while mlady Fairhaven," he huskily asked. A handsome grin of pleasure revealed the dimple in his cheek.

She giggled softly at his playful banter.

Their Waltz was slowly coming to an end.

"You say the most wicked things, Adrian." she beamed.

The dance ended and he walked her towards Caroline.

He turned to face her and sweetly kissed the inside of her palm. His mouth curved with devilish amusement.

"To my senses, you do the most wicked things my love," he winked with a smile.

The giggles and awes of their young viewers made her blush as they witness The Earls intimate exchange with her.

"I believe the last dance is mine as well peach?" He asked with a wide grin.

Her beautiful smile followed with his contagious grin that she nodded lightly.

She watched as he chuckled and kissed her wrist again and reached over lovingly to his sister and kissed her hand as well.

With that he excused himself and retired to the gaming room.

Giddy and flustered she turned to a smiling Caroline it's the happiest she has every been and it was evident to those that watched her.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Eva happily partook in the evenings merriment. She danced and enjoyed her evening splendidly. The familiar smile Arlington made her flutter in excitement as she watched Caroline in his arms. There was no doubt something was growing between them. She sat with her friends as they spoke of all the latest conquests and scandal to be heard of. Her eyes twinkled with their growing questions about the Earl as she blushed and happily filled in the tidbits of his affection for her.

As night grew further she anxiously waited for her last dance with Adrian again. She felt a little restless as she sat and watched the couple's dance. She slowly stood and walked around looking at the beautiful paintings along the walls.

Familiar eager eyes watched her hungrily as she paced the halls. He quickly disappeared before she could see him.

She continued on idly looking from one canvas to the next she neared a long wine colored curtain before she could continue on, large hands covered her mouth to quiet her squeal as she was yanked back into the dim lit alcove. Gorgeous eyes met hers as her heart roared in her chest with fright.

Adrian grinned triumphantly as he pulled the curtain closed behind him. Astonished brown eyes met his as he removed his hands from her lips and replaced it with his. It was a kiss that touched ever inch of nerve throughout her body and she reveled in its sweetness.

His tongue slipped in and touched hers and he moaned. Slowly pulling away he kissed her jaw, her cheek then the softness of her neck. Her breathing increased and her head fell back with his touch.

"I've missed you so much," she murmured near his lips her voice sweet and soft that it thickened his erection.

"Oh love me too," he lowered his lips to her collarbone fervently kissing her until heat crept up her neck to her cheeks.

His fingers deftly pulled her bodice down freeing her breasts.
She gasped softly.
"Adrian, we cannot," she protested breathlessly aware of where they were.
But he continued.
Her insanity hung by a string as his lips closed around her nipple. She glided her fingers through his hair and welcomed the heat he created between her thighs as he took each one into his mouth.

He caressed his face with softness of her skin kissing his way up to her neck lovingly then claiming her lips. His body pressed her close to the wall as his arms tightly embraced her and his anguished whispers spoke of his need of her.

Each erotic thing he wished to do to her he whispered in her ear and sinful images formed pulling her down into a pleasurable abyss.

His finger pulled up her gown and his body grew hard and taught with what surprise she held beneath the silk fabric.

He pulled away and looked into her sultry gaze that held longing that he fought for so much control. Vulnerable, bare and wet she stood in his embrace and it drove him mad with passion.

The feel of her slickness had him groan quietly into her lips as he pet and and rubbed her softly.

His mouth wandered downward, kissing every inch of her. The touch of his lips was gentle, feverish. He dropped to his knees in front of her, she could feel the cool air tease her skin as he lifted her skirts and disappeared beneath it.

She trembled with each touch.

His hot breath ruffled the curls of her sex. She shivered, her blood heating, her heart racing. Adrian groaned and buried his mouth between her legs. Slipping a hand behind her knee, he lifted her leg and pulled it over his shoulder, opening her to his ravishment.
Gentle fingers parted her, and Eva sagged trembling against the wall as his tongue delved deeper inside, licking her savoring the taste of her.

She dared not scream. She bit her lips and balled her fists tightly riding out the decadent waves pleasure he was giving her.

With long, slow, sinuous laps he lovingly cherished her. As if he hadn't the care in the world of where they were. She whimpered as quietly as she could and fought the urge to cry out his name only fully aware of the thin curtain that separated them from the prying eye and mere seconds away from ruination.

She undulated her hips and rode his lips seeking sweet release and he deepened his loving, suckling her and giving her what she sought. Her orgasm peeked and her heart thumped heavily in her chest her blood pumping furiously in her veins that it drowned out the calming melody of the waltz beyond the curtain. She tasted so sweet to him, her arousal intoxicating.

He gentled her last trembling wave of her orgasm with soft laps before rising to stand before her. With sweet caresses he helped her straighten her bodice. Now on wobbly legs he held her close.

He pressed his forehead to hers as she dug her fingers into his waist seeking support and not wanting this moment to end.
"The last dance approaches love, he whispered near her lips.

Neither of them wanted to leave. He held her body that still trembled tightly to his. His erection hard and prominent against her gown.

She lifted her gaze to his. Gorgeous grey eyes swept over her face.
He watched as her eyes lowered to his bulging erection the fabric of his pants failed to hide.

"You cannot go out like that," she bit her lips. He smiled gently.

"I will be alright, peach," he kissed her lips.

Shyly her eyes lifted to his and the all knowing look of desire returned to her gaze. Licking her lips she raised herself up and grazed her lips on his chin. Soft kisses landed on his lips.

She turned him slowly until his back touched the wall. His throat went dry as a desert as she lowered to her knees before him.
He swallowed at the lump in his throat watching her unbutton the front of his breeches. The moment his erection sprung free, hard, thick, eager and she touched him, his world collided. Clenching his, jaw his head fell back as he fought against the urge not to moan loudly.

Pure firey lust surged through him as her fingers wrapped around his thickness and she stroked him gently-oh Christ!

His eyes never left hers when her lips parted and softly touched the tip. She wanted to devote the same tenderness and loving he gave her, if not even more and he was loosing his mind.

Her lips parted and she took him into the hot warmth of her mouth and sucked him gently. Tasting him and reveling in the feel of him. His heart pummeled like drums in his chest, his pulse careening full force that bells wrung in his ears. She held him there and continued her sweet torment.

He clenched his fist as his release was nearing and he tried to pull away but she would not have it. Eagerly, she continued her own arousal at its peek as she squeezed his rump and savored the feel and taste of him on her tongue. She wanted him as much as he wanted her.

He was forced to quiet his guttural cries as he writhed and bucked his hips with her strokes. She watched his gorgeous face contort with the passion she was giving him. His entire body tensed before  his seed spilled and she drew every last bit from him not a drop missed. He continued to twitch as she attended to him.
He pulled her up the length of his body. And slumped with her against the wall in exhaustion. Sated with labored breaths he smiled and hungrily kissed her.

Good Lord she worked him good. He helped her straighten her gown as she did the same. The music continued and they were reluctant to leave but they had to. She kissed him then carefully walked out of the Alcove with relief none were the wiser of her whereabouts.

She slowly edged her way towards Caroline that stood beside Arlington. Raising one delicate eyebrow, Caroline looked at her. Her state if she knew any better she figured who the culprit was that left her flushed with swollen lips and dreamy eyes.

Arlington secretly spotted him as he slipped out of the Alcove and bit back a knowing smile.
In a matter of minutes, he found his way before her again. In elegant black dashing as ever. He grinned wickedly at his sister as she shook her head lightly at his rakish behavior.
"Arlington," he nodded to his friend with a wicked grin.

With a chuckle Arlington nodded.
"St. James."

"If you would excuse me but I believe this charming creature promised me the last dance," he extended his hand to Eva.

Those within earshot heard and smiled.

They finished their night with success gaining admiration from everyone around. Those that did not know of the budding romance saw first hand that night in watching them as they glided gracefully in each others arms to the dance floor for the last waltz of the evening.

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