Aware of the time, he swept his tongue along her seam and began laving her swollen clitoris. After a few swipes, her muscles clenched and her fingers clutched his hair, tugging ever so slightly. He reveled in the reaction, his fearless pupil demanding her pleasure, and he rewarded her by sucking the tiny bud into his mouth, focusing all his efforts on that one spot.

“Oh, my God,” she wheezed. “Oh, Kit.”

The words were almost his undoing, but he ignored the pounding lust in his groin that demanded release. He could come later, just as soon as he’d put her in the carriage. For now, he licked and sucked using this teeth, tongue and mouth until her thighs began shaking. His gaze shot up to her face, not wanting to miss her reaction, so he saw the instant the pleasure overtook her. Never had he beheld a more beautiful sight. Her body seized, lids flying open as she stared at him in a mixture of shock and astonishment, as a long moan rumbled out of her chest. Limbs trembling, she held on to his hair, not letting go for a second as the release went on and on.

When she relaxed, he eased off her clit and allowed himself one more swirl of the slick gathered at her entrance. This final taste would need to last him for the rest of his days, a pleasant memory he would relive over and over when Alice soon married someone else.

Pressing a kiss to her mound, he straightened. The need to free his cock and stroke himself was so raw, so consuming, that he almost gave in to it. Yet, scaring Alice hadn’t been his goal. Pleasing her was all that mattered.

“I . . .” She swallowed hard. “I had no idea.”

“Was it all right?”

“Could you not tell?”

He could, but he wanted her to express her reaction, share more of what was inside that gorgeous head of hers. “I have an idea but I’d rather hear what you think.”

“That was amazing. Like nothing I could have imagined. If men are capable of that, how do wives ever get any work done?”

He threw his head back and barked a laugh. Christ, this woman. “They return the favor,” he said.

“Oh.” Her tongue darted out to swipe across her lips. “Do you . . . ?”

God, how he wished they had the time. He’d give almost anything to see Alice’s lips wrapped around his cock. “That’s not necessary. Let’s get you in a carriage and back to the hotel.”

He started to rise, but she put a hand on his arm. “Kit, thank you.”