Chapter 40
A small desire took root in Julia. She hoped that Duke Drexton would also enjoy their intimacy with her. It felt unfair for her to be the only one enjoying it.
Holding a woman who was dry and thin like a log of firewood might not be enjoyable for him either. So perhaps it wouldn’t be so bad to try wearing just a little makeup.
Julia returned to the vanity and opened a drawer. There were cosmetics that Cecile had prepared for her. Until the moment she first entered the Drexton ducal manor, she had been determined never to use them. She never imagined she would end up using them like this.
With trembling hands, Julia opened a small case of rouge. She lightly dipped a tiny, soft weasel-hair brush into it, looked into the mirror, and brushed it onto her lips.
Each time the ticklish, soft bristles grazed her lips, a petal-like color was added. Her lips looked more moist. They even looked appetizing.
She had not changed her clothes, but she had put on makeup. With that, the brooch no longer felt out of place and seemed to settle naturally. That made Julia feel shy and pleasantly buoyant.
With lighter steps than ever, Julia left her room for the lesson. Duke Drexton would be waiting in the bedroom.
* * *
A few weeks later.
“Mmm.”
Julia opened her eyes to a hand gently stroking down her waist.
“…Missus Devel.”
Duke Drexton, who had been silent for a long while, breathing softly, called to her affectionately. His large, lean hand moved gently along her side.
“Good morning.”
As he whispered that, he brushed Julia’s hips. At the subtle ticklish sensation, Julia drew in on herself. Her naked b*****s gathered together, fully exposed to the Duke’s gaze. Seeing that, he narrowed his eyes slightly.
“Good morning…”
Julia whispered in a voice that seemed to sink away.
Duke Drexton greeted her every morning, and she always responded, but she still hesitated, thinking this was something meant for his wife, his own missus. It was also embarrassing. During her past marriage, her husband had never once offered her such a tender morning greeting.
Duke Drexton wrapped an arm around Julia from behind and pulled her tightly against him. Their thighs tangled, their chests pressed close. His morning wood lightly touched Julia’s soft belly.
Come to think of it, it had already been dozens of days since this life began. In that time, many changes had come over Julia’s body and heart. The most noticeable was probably her appearance.
Unlike the day she first entered the ducal manor, Julia’s skin had grown markedly softer. It was likely because she ate well and regularly went outside for fresh air.
Moreover, after intense lovemaking, her appetite always returned, forcing her to seek out food.
A widow ought to restrain even pleasure from food and grieve for her husband, yet Mary kept bringing things like custard pie, which put Julia in an awkward position.
Even so, Julia ate it deliciously every time. Custard pie had been her favorite dessert since childhood, and Mary had a particular talent for making it.
Duke Drexton lightly rubbed his stiff length against her smooth belly. Julia murmured in a sleep-laden voice,
“Are we going to do it?”
“I want to.”
“Mmm.”
She did not say no, only hesitated.
“Just once.”
Like soothing a child, Duke Drexton gently nudged her leg open with his knee. Instead of resisting, Julia weakly spread her legs. Her inner flesh was brightly revealed in the morning sunlight, provocative.
Just as the Duke climbed over Julia, aligning his glans with her entrance and rubbing lightly, he leaned in to kiss her lips. At that moment, a loud noise rose from below.
It was a sound that broke the mood. Julia’s eyes widened, as if she had snapped awake.
“What was that?”
Ah.
It was ruined.
Julia, timid like a frightened rabbit, clearly would not be able to focus on s*x in a situation like this.
“I’ll go check.”
As the chance for a languid morning coupling shattered into pieces, Duke Drexton’s mood soured deeply.
“I’ll check and come right back, so stay here.”
“But…”
…She should go back to her room.
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