Chapter 36
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The next day as well, the ‘improper acts’ continued. Duke Drexton instructed Julia to sit leaning her back against his chest. Then he told her to spread her legs wide and look down below.
“Describe it.”
“Ah, uh… it’s thick, and dark… th-that… it keeps going in and out… aaah!”
“Don’t stop… you have to tell me what feels good… mmnh… so I can do it on the wedding night too, right.”
“Ha, mm… uh, ah…! Like just now, a little, har, harder…”
“You like it hard?”
“Yes…”
Julia was continuously being taken, her legs spread wide. That day she could not last long and ended up completely exhausted.
Duke Drexton clicked his tongue regretfully as he looked at her.
“If we do more, you’ll faint, Missus.”
Julia’s cheeks flushed with shame, but Duke Drexton only laughed lightly and did not spare her, slapping her butt sharply.
As he did, he drew his hips back long and pulled out of her. From where they had been tightly joined, liquid stretched out in a long thread.
Julia collapsed limply. She could no longer even care that the lamp was still burning and brightly illuminating her body. Lying there blankly and staring at the ceiling, Julia murmured,
“What time is it…?”
It seemed the promised one hour had been exceeded by quite a bit.
If the lesson was over, she had to return. Julia was only permitted to enter the study or the Duke’s bedroom during lesson time.
Once the lesson ended, Julia had to return to her own domain. More than ever, a strong urge to follow the rules welled up inside her. It was a kind of sense of crisis.
“Sleep here. It’s very late. It’s deep into the night.”
Duke Drexton held a pocket watch up before Julia’s eyes. It was close to midnight.
Ah, had so much time passed?
“Sleep here.”
Duke Drexton whispered, half forcing the matter, as he lay down beside Julia. He pulled her thin waist into his arms and lightly stroked her belly, swollen with his seed.
As if she were something precious.
Julia murmured in a slightly confused voice.
“This seems outside my lesson scope…”
Her trailing voice said something unpleasant again. The Duke’s brow furrowed. As if he had no intention of letting her go, he held her tightly in his arms.
“Everything a duke’s wife does at night is within your scope.”
At that brazen sophistry, Julia briefly thought, maybe so. But she soon shook her head and came to her senses.
“No, what I teach is…”
No matter how she thought about it, what she had to teach as a private tutor was not this kind of intimate emotional exchange. That was something people could do without learning, was it not?
What Julia had to teach was the technique of the wedding night. The female body.
Only that.
She was a textbook brought in for practice before the real thing.
“Ah, so.”
Duke Drexton’s voice came from above her head. For some reason, his tone was cold.
“You enjoyed all the f*****g and now you want to go back?”
At the vulgar words spoken so bluntly, Julia’s eyes widened. But soon she squeezed her eyes shut and bit her tongue hard. Yes. Those kinds of words were also something Julia had taught.
Julia cautiously looked up at Duke Drexton. She saw clear blue eyes. The only remaining trace of ‘Edgar’. Her chest tightened at the thought that she had sullied Edgar.
With a pitiful expression, Julia raised her hand toward Duke Drexton’s cheek.
“I told you not to use such words.”
Duke Drexton flinched. He stared at Julia’s face, her brows drooping, for a very long time. Something other than lust was shaking Duke Drexton’s heart.
He was at a loss for words. Not because he was speechless with outrage, but because he did not know what to say. His mind truly went blank. Nothing came to him.
A distant past came to mind. When he was still just the Duke’s heir, there had been someone who placed a hand on his cheek like this. When that happened, the Duke would…
“……”
He kissed that palm. Just like now.
Julia startled and pulled her hand back. But Duke Drexton did not let her be. He caught her wrist and kissed her palm several times.
“Sleep here.”
He whispered softly. In a hoarse voice.
Then he tangled his leg with Julia’s. As if binding her. But rather than forceful, there was something almost pitiable about it.
He looked like a boy who had once lost something he desperately wanted.
“Here, with me.”
He pleaded earnestly.
Julia’s heart weakened in that moment. The man before her was her employer, but also Edgar, whom she had known long ago. Julia could never be cold to him. Faced with that emotional appeal, her sense of duty faded.
As Julia hesitated, Duke Drexton pulled her strongly toward him. Their bodies pressed tightly together without any gap. Julia’s face turned bright red. It was the first time she had been held in such a broad embrace.
She looked away.
“Then just today…”
She was sleepy. So sleepy. She doubted she could properly make it back to her room like this. Even knowing that she was making excuses for herself,
Even knowing that once a taboo is broken, it becomes easy to break it again, Julia murmured and buried her face in Duke Drexton’s arms.
This was a day that marked this time, when something had collapsed.
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