Chapter 31
At Julia’s plea not to throw her away, the Duke’s eyes widened briefly. Then they narrowed, as if in interest.
He raised his hand and placed it against Julia’s cheek. His large, dry hand brushed down her gaunt cheek.
“Are you afraid I might abandon you?”
Duke Drexton’s voice grew low, deep, and affectionate. Because of that mature, manly tone, Julia felt an even stronger urge to cling to him. Had she not gone so long without anyone to rely on? She had endured too much on her own.
Suppressing the urge to whine like a child with great effort, Julia only nodded faintly.
“Should I not abandon you?”
“Yes…”
When she first spoke up, the fear that she might be driven out without pay had ruled her. She was afraid of the hardships that lay ahead.
But as Duke Drexton gently soothed her, a more personal sorrow welled up. She did not want to bear everything alone anymore.
She needed someone to lean on.
The moment her heart weakened, tears she could not rein in with reason gathered in Julia’s eyes.
Watching her, Duke Drexton felt an inexplicable sense of victory. Julia, her eyes brimming with tears, glanced at him helplessly, then flinched and looked away whenever their eyes were about to meet, all the while saying not to abandon her.
As if she could not live without him.
With that, forgiving the events of the day and a few minutes of lateness became easy.
Unseen by Julia, Duke Drexton curved his lips into a smile.
“Alright.”
At those words, Julia lifted her head and looked at Duke Drexton, as if asking whether he truly meant it.
Still, he had no intention of letting her off so easily with words alone. Duke Drexton was beginning to understand how to handle Julia. One should comfort her weakness, but make use of her sense of duty and guilt.
Even if he were called cowardly, it could not be helped. Without this, he would not get what he wanted.
“Instead.”
So he added a condition.
“I will decide based on how well you do in today’s lesson.”
Julia nodded, her face drained of color.
“Let’s go to the bed, Missus Devel.”
Duke Drexton took hold of both her shoulders and met her eyes. His faint smile was as calm and noble as ever, befitting a highborn gentleman.
“Today’s lesson will be on the same topic as yesterday, that’s fine, isn’t it?”
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“Mmnngh!”
Julia clenched the sheets tightly. Creases formed in the neatly arranged white fabric. Once again today, a hot, thick mass pushed its way between her thighs.
She could clearly feel her inner walls clinging tightly around Duke Drexton’s member. Her mind was not in agreement, yet her body kept acting on its own.
“Ah, ah, hngh. Ahm, ah, no, stop…”
Was one day not enough to grow used to it.
Her body, far too readily, even as if it were parched, sucked in the Duke’s member. That only made Julia feel more ashamed. She begged him to stop.
Saying this sort of thing was not allowed.
From above her head, Duke Drexton laughed and replied.
“Because it’s not allowed… that’s why we’re doing it now.”
That was right.
Julia was teaching about taboos right now. About what kind of filthy pleasure must not be sought in the sacred union of husband and wife.
Julia was bent over with her hips lifted high. She looked like a female cat in heat. To Duke Drexton’s eyes, her pale back and her fair, bun-like hips were in full view. Watching his own dark red, large member part and enter that place, he kneaded Julia’s hips with both hands.
Julia did not know what to do from humiliation.
“Hngh, mmph… n-now, this sort of thing is… s-sufficiently taught…”
Julia begged, rubbing her face into the sheets. Her bouncing b*****s kept collapsing softly against the smooth fabric. Watching her sleek back twist this way and that, Duke Drexton thought it was rather a shame he could not see her b*****s shaking.
In his own way, he was moving leisurely. Duke Drexton felt he now understood how to regulate pleasure in s*x. Simply pounding away was not the only answer.
Even gentle acts could thoroughly unmake someone.
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