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He seemed like he was greeting her as their noses brushed together. Ilyin felt his smile on her skin as he kissed her again, long and deep this time. His tongue slid over her teeth before taking her breath away again. The air became warmer each time their lips met, and she couldn’t support herself with her arms any longer, but he grabbed her before her arms buckled. He then gently raised his hands to undo the ribbons on her gown. The soft material dropped onto the table, and Ilyin’s red cheeks would’ve been visible if the lights had been on.

His hands covered her back and shoulder to keep her warm, and his lips brushed against her shoulder softly. Ilyin’s shoulder flinched at his touch. She must’ve felt cold to him because he placed a cloth on her head. She realized that it was the blue cloth that she’d been wearing all the while. She felt warm now.

The Duke lifted the cloth to kiss her once again, and the odd sound of the cloth rustling rang in the room. She now met him more easily as their lips touched, and her grip on his hands tightened. Ilyin let out a soft moan of pleasure.

As her body loosened, the kiss became deeper. She had been about to grab the table again, but her hands only met air. “Ah…!” Ilyin embraced the Duke as she had nothing else to support herself with, and he pulled her closer to him. She was now dangling over the table, and the Duke kissed her on the nose once more.

“Were you surprised?” he whispered in a deep voice.

Ilyin shook her head out of habit, but her heart was pounding. A hand trailed down from her back to her buttocks, and heat followed where he touched. She only had underwear on now, and he easily pushed it down.

His hand gave her warmth in the cold air, which made Ilyin tremble. She felt his thumb on the inside of her thighs, and he rubbed her near her nether regions. His fingers then slid up like he was following her juices.

“Ah…!” Ilyin flinched again as his thumb pressed down on her most sensitive spot. However, it was only for a moment. She gasped as his hand didn’t give her release. Instead, his fingers touched a spot just above, which made her squirm, anticipating the moment of release. “Ah!”

They were entwined together now as he teased her, and then his fingers were on her again. Ilyin’s left leg hung in the air, and the Duke kissed her knee before letting it rest on his shoulder. She clung desperately to him, flushing at the realization of her deep desire for him to take her right then. A hot hand slid up her left buttock and Ilyin pulled him closer as her desire intensified.

“Should we sweeten the deal?” he murmured.

He must’ve thought that she was tense as he reached out with one hand on the table to open a bottle. Then, he placed the glass they had both drunk from between them. Ilyin heard him pour the drink into the glass hastily. She flinched as drops of the liqueur splashed on the insides of her thigh and other areas of her body too. The Duke let out a soft chuckle, “I apologize for my mistake.”

His voice was composed, and she wondered whether he hadn’t noticed where he was pouring the liqueur in the darkness. However, she had been able to notice it. He was holding her close to him while pouring the liqueur from mid-air, which meant that the drink would splash everywhere.

“Did it splash much?” He joked after pushing the glass away, and a finger slid on the inside of her leg. “Did it splash here?” His hand was on the back of Ilyin’s calf and traveled upwards right next to her nether regions. “Or, would it be here?” He pressed another spot, and the flimsy cloth that had covered her head slid down her body. Ilyin’s leg shivered at his touch, and he kissed her knee as if to let her know that everything was all right.

“Will you teach me?” His whisper was sweet as he told her that he would need help. Aden guided her hand with his and circled her knee with her fingers. “Is it not here?”

Ilyin shook her head and opened her mouth in case he wasn’t able to see her, and said, “Not there.”

The Duke’s response was quick, as her fingers were now on her ankle bone, “Then, how about here?”

Ilyin nodded slightly as she felt liquid on her hand, and he moved as he had seen her small movement. She felt something hot and soft and flinched as his lips moved from her ankle to her waist.

“Where else?” he asked.

Ilyin felt his hot breath where his lips had touched, and he moved her fingers, instead of waiting for her answer. Her fingers were now on the insides of her thighs, and she slowly moved them higher. She trembled at her touch, as her fingers were on her most secret part, instead of Aden’s. The feeling made her toes curl.

“It seems that this is the right place,” he said lustfully.

Ilyin wanted to say no, but Aden quickly removed her fingers and she felt his tongue slip inside her. She arched her back, feeling as if she were going to explode from a pleasurable feeling. His tongue licked her sensitive spot before sucking her juices, and the sensations were mind-blowing. Ilyin’s hips writhed and she moaned as the Duke’s breath filled her.

“So, would this work?” he teased.