“And I would suck and suck, slowly at first, and then faster and faster.”
“Bea—Miss Salisbury—”
“Is there a problem, my lord?”
“I said—not in the carriage.”
“I am not doing anythingin the carriage.Unless I am affecting you?With my hypothetical?”
“Dear God, woman, you are talking about…sucking my cock—”
“Not at all.I am talking about sucking someothergentleman’s cock inhiscarriage.”
He groaned.
“Fine—tell me.What would happen next?”
“I would suck him until he couldn’t stand it anymore.But I wouldn’t let him spend.Not until he was begging me for it.Then, finally, very kindly, I would let him come in my mouth.And I would swallow his seed happily.”
Lord Leith was looking at her as if she had spontaneously burst into flames.
“Do you think he would like that?The fine gentleman?”
Shewasasking.Yes, it was amusing for her to tease him in this way (after all, few menwouldn’tfind such a story at least a little provoking, and he had eyed her bosom quite fiercely on more than one occasion today).But she also wanted a sense of whether such tactics would be enough to keep the interest of atongentleman.
“If he were given to carriage tupping, I suspect he would.”
She stared at him in the dim light of the carriage.He wasn’t laughing as he had been previously.But his tone and expression had become placid once more, as if she had imagined the arousal of moments before.
“But, Miss Salisbury, I think you will find the men of this world not long diverted by such coarseness.”
“That is why I haveyou, I suppose.To teach me.”
Beatrice did not appreciate his characterization of her as coarse.But she also knew she was in an unfamiliar world.She had no idea how the men of the aristocracy tupped.In her experience, most men were well pleased with a cock licking, but the men she had bedded had been ordinary men.They had to work for a living.They couldn’t spend their days focused on their pleasure and their nights sampling different women until they found the exact one who suited their tastes.
“Quite,” he said, his face still that mask of equanimity.“Come, Miss Salisbury, we are here.”
The door to the carriage opened.
Beatrice had been so distracted that she hadn’t noticed that they had arrived at the opera.
She straightened her spine.
Beatrice Salisbury had never made her debut in good society.And she never would.
But, tonight, she would make a debut of another sort.
And she needed it to be a success.
Chapter Nine
Sweet Lord andsavior.
For a second, in that carriage with Beatrice Salisbury, Leith had, for the first time in his entire life, worried he would spend without a single stroke to his cock.
Christ, she hadn’t even touched him.
He had had to use most of his self-restraint to quell the overwhelming desire that he had felt as she told that blasted little story.
