Roguish Women- Tommy Shelby

A Woman's Touch

            "You've a lovely place, Mr. Kimber." Kate batted her eyelashes as the man held a hand out for her, helping her step out of the car. It had been her plan ever since she haphazardly decided Grace would be spared. Instead of allowing the pretty blonde to meet with an unwelcomed situation, Kate would throw herself to the wolves. Or wolf.

"Ever seen a place this big?" He leered at her, looking for praise and affirmation.

It was all Kate could do not to roll her eyes. Men and their cocks. "Not in my life." She put on a dainty smile and held out an arm to allow him to lead her inside.

Grace lagged behind, still unsure what the woman she barely knew was doing. Kate glanced over her shoulder and met her eyes. She simply gave a silent nod of reassurance.

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Kimber led them upstairs to a billiards room where the gramophone was kept. Kate noticed that Grace was subtly glancing at something in her purse. It hinted at something protective.

A gun.

Maybe Tommy had armed the barmaid beforehand? It didn't seem likely seeing as he was aloof with her well being.

"I'm afraid we didn't get to dance, Lady Anna." Billy turned to her once the music began to play.

A chill went down Kate's spine and she tried to keep her breathing even-tempered. On the ship's journey from Paris to England, she'd resolved herself that she would never allow another man to touch her without her consent. Moreover, she would never accept money in exchange for sex.

Perhaps she was going against her resolution. But to protect a fellow woman? So be it.

"Oh, I'm so awfully shy." Kate bit her lip. "Maybe it could just be the two of us for a while? My sister can join us later."

Billy looked a little disappointed. The dominant man was looking forward to having two seemingly fragile women under his thumb for two hours. "Well, I suppose that'll be alright." He jerked his head toward the door, wordlessly ordering Grace out.

She looked to Kate; a bit worried about her well-being.

The other woman nodded again, noticing that Grace left her purse on the billiards table. Not by accident.

Once the door closed, Kimber closed in on Kate. It was a hauntingly familiar feeling. Her personal space being invaded, the smell of a foreign man's cologne permeating her senses and leaving her nauseous. He was not unlike other men. He was rough, not playing coy and easing into the affair.

Kate reluctantly took his hand and stiffly moved to the music with him. His grip was far too tight around her waist and she wanted so desperately to let her defensive mechanisms kick in. She cleared her throat. "Was there any word on when Mr. Shelby would be joining us?" She asked as casually as she could.

"Two hours, love, it can be just us for two hours," Kimber growled into her ear. "Or if you'd like, call your sister up as well. Two pretty blondes would be such a treat. You want her to watch me fuck you, or-"

Kate couldn't help the knee jerk reaction. Tommy wouldn't be there for another two hours. Sick to her stomach, she tried to pull away from Billy. Feigning innocence when she realized what she'd done, she tucked a curl behind her ear. "Maybe a drink?" She requested.

Again, Kimber looked put off. It was clear the man liked being in control of everything. But he begrudgingly let go of her and retreated to the liquor cart by the gramophone.