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“Good.” He rubbed circles around her bud and pressed an open-mouthed kiss to her neck.

“Oh!” she gasped loudly, her hand knocking into the inkwell.

The inkwell tilted to the side, and in the next moment, dark ink spilled on the paper.

Ava gasped. “Oh, no!”

“Tsk! Tsk! How could you let this happen?”

Ava glanced back at him, scrunching up her face. “It was you. You were bent on distracting me.”

“That is only an excuse,” Edwin said lightly. “You never told me to stop, did you?”

“I must rewrite this,” she groaned.

Edwin turned her around to face him with his injured hand. “I would say you have to atone for your misdeeds, don’t you agree? Perhaps the punishment might remind you that you must not let yourself be distracted next time.”

Ava raised her eyebrows at him. “It is hardly my fault.”

“It does not matter. You do not have to worry, of course. My hand is injured, so I cannot punish you myself.”

Ava sighed dramatically. “Whatever shall you do, then? Punish me some other day?”

“I have an even better idea!” A wicked gleam entered his eyes. “You do it yourself.”

Ava looked rather shocked. “Do it myself? How would?—”

“You do not have to worry,” he assured her. “I shall instruct you. You will be fine if you follow my instructions.”

Ava nodded.

“Stand up and strip out of your gown.”

While she busied herself with doing that, he cleared the desk.

By the time he turned back to her, she was only clad in her chemise. He nodded in approval.

“Sit on the desk,” he instructed.

She took confident steps towards the desk and sat on the edge, still facing him.

“Take out your breast slowly,” he said, “and keep your eyes on mine.”

He watched as she pushed her chemise off her shoulders and then down her chest to bare her round, large breasts. He simply could not keep his eyes off them.

“Beautiful…” Edwin swallowed.

CHAPTER 18

Instead of feeling shy or even embarrassed that her breasts were on full display, Ava feltbrave.

She suspected that it was because of how he looked at her, how his eyes had widened when she had pulled her chemise down her chest to expose her breasts. She watched as he swallowed hard.

He looked positively transfixed, as if he had just witnessed the most beautiful sight, and that pleased her.

“Hold both of them in your hands,” he rasped.

Ava obliged, cupping her breasts in her hands.