Page 29 of Falling For The Enemy (The Gilbert Curse)

She shivered a little under him. And rearranged her legs again, wrapping them around his waist. “I’m glad.”

“Me, too.”

Then he brought his mouth down on hers, using his hands to cage her head between them as her tongue rubbed over his. He took his time with the kiss, building the passion in her so that when he entered her it would be more pleasure than pain.

She started moving against him, her body undulating under his and he repositioned his hips, taking his time before he drove himself deep into her body. He heard her gasp and her tongue sucked his deeper into her mouth.

She used her feet against his butt to push him deeper into her body as she arched underneath him. He pulled back and drove into her again and she moaned in response. After that, thinking became impossible. Instead, it was just the feel of Rory’s body under his as she writhed under him and made these cries in the back of her throat that drove him higher and higher until everything in him exploded and he came inside her. But he wasn’t through with her yet. He kept driving into her and felt her pussy tightening around him, milking him as he kept thrusting until he was empty.

Afterward, he rested his forehead against hers as he caught his breath. Her hands swept up and down his back and her legs were still around him as they clung together, basking in the moment. He rolled to his side and pulled her into the curve of his body, holding her there and looking down at her.

“You okay?”

“More than okay,” she admitted. “I had no idea my body could feel like that... I don’t think you can understand how much I’ve been frustrated by how hard it’s been to relearn everything. But today...helps me believe it’s all been worth it.”

He shook his head and kissed the tip of her chin. “I’m glad. I love your body. You should be proud of the strength you’ve regained.”

“I know,” she said, wrinkling her nose. “But everyone else—”

“Isn’t you. Which I’m very glad for,” Kit insisted. “Be glad that you’re not like everyone else.”

She tipped her head to the side. “I hadn’t thought of it that way. Just saw all the things I couldn’t do or didn’t know. But with you that doesn’t seem to matter, Kit.”

She put her hand on his jaw as she said that and the smile on her face went straight to that part of his soul that he thought had died the same night his brother had. It felt like caring and it scared him.

He had started something when he’d come here and thought about using her to get revenge against Dash. Begun something that was wicked—or maybe the real evil had started that night of the crash that had killed his brother and left Rory in a coma.

Kit had no idea what everything meant, but deep down in his gut he knew bringing down the Gilbert family was no longer the most important thing to him.

This woman was becoming that. But a Gilbert had cost his family once and he knew that if he was wrong about this, it would cost his family again.

Nine

Rory had a girls’ night with Indy and Elle, the women who were engaged to Conrad and Dash, so Kit left her at Indy’s bookstore. His mind was a mess. Normally focus was the one thing he fell back on, but not now. He drove back to Boston with one clear mission. He had to find out what exactly had happened the night of the ball.

Had his brother attacked Rory? Or had it been another man? He knew that Rory wasn’t lying about what had happened to her. She had always been honest with him, and besides, lying wouldn’t gain her anything since she didn’t know he was related to Declan.

He didn’t even allow himself to dwell on what had happened on his sofa or how much he wanted to keep her in his life. But the half-truths he’d told her when they’d been strangers loomed, and Kit knew he had to come clean. But he needed more facts before that happened.

He called his Aunt Mallory as he was driving.

“Hello, Rory. What’s up?”

“Do you know if Declan went to the winter ball with Rory Gilbert?” he asked her. His aunt had been living in Boston back then but she’d talked to his father and brother weekly.

“I believe he did. Why are you inquiring?”

“Well, she remembers her date...” God, why was it so uncomfortable to say this out loud and to his aunt? He wasn’t the one who’d been attacked, Rory was, andshe’dbeen able to just say it. “Her date assaulted her and almost raped her. Could that be Declan?”

There was just silence and then he heard his aunt’s ragged exhale. “I hope not.”

That wasn’t a no.

“Was he violent around women?”

“Not to my knowledge,” she said. “But he and your father were very angry about the factory closing... So much so that your dad decided not to go to the party and I invited him up here for the evening,” she said. “But I have no idea if Declan was the one to attack the Gilbert girl. Your father never said anything to me about it either, but you know what he was like after the accident.”

Which told him nothing. His brother and father had been angry because the Gilberts went back on their word. And Kit hadn’t ever gone out with his brother, so he didn’t know how he had treated women. Plus there was a part of Kit that knew his father would have lied to protect Declan. But even if his sibling had been a gentleman to every other woman he dated, it didn’t change anything. Anyone could commit assault.

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