Smoke Bomb (Smoke Series Book 3)

TRINITY

The next morning, when the guys arrived in the kitchen, was my test. I had spent the past hour talking to myself about not expecting much from Huck. If I was going to do this, then I couldn’t be hurt every morning.

Gage had his plate full and was eating when Huck walked into the room. I knew it was him without looking. I had some chemical thing happening in my body when it came to Huck. When he was near, I felt it like an electric pulse. However, I didn’t turn to look at him. Instead, I began washing the larger pots in the sink.

When his large hand slid around my waist to my stomach, I sucked in a breath.

“Good morning,” he whispered in my ear.

Hadn’t prepared for this. My heart felt all fluttery and weird.

“Good morning,” I replied, glancing back to look at him.

Our eyes locked and then his hand fell away, and he walked over to the island to get food. I, however, needed a moment to get ahold of myself. He made me feel weak just that easily. The man was lethal, and I couldn’t protect myself by staying away from him. I craved him.

“Blaise needs me at the ranch. Won’t be coming into the shop today,” Gage said.

“We’re good. Caught up for the most part. He gonna get you on that damn mustang too?”

“Fuck no.”

Huck chuckled. I loved the sound of his laugh.

“Ray-Ray called already. Said you weren’t answering your phone. She wants to know if she needs to run to the office supply store for that list of shit you left on the counter,” Gage said.

I tensed at the mention of Ray-Ray. In all our new and exciting sex, I had chosen to forget Huck’s other sexual activities. One being the gorgeous redhead who worked for him and sucked his cock. I hadn’t sucked his cock yet. Would he get her to do that today?

Sure, I’d been jealous before, but this was a new level of jealousy I hadn’t experienced. It felt like ice crystals slicing me in the gut. I took a deep breath, then scrubbed the pan in the soap water harder than necessary.

“I’ll call her,” Huck replied.

And ice crystals in my chest. They were causing havoc there too.

“She also asked if she needed to get a dress for the party at the big house on Friday night. Said you mentioned it last week.”

Silence. As in you could hear a pin drop. The pot in my hand slipped and clanged in the sink. I went to reach for it, but those ice crystals were wrapping around my neck at the moment, and I wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to breathe soon. I turned and left the kitchen.

I walked up the stairs, needing to get the hell away from Huck and the reminder that he fucked me like an animal but did the same to other women too. Opening the door to the bedroom I hadn’t slept in since before going to Maddy’s, I took a deep breath and told myself to get over it, then turned to close the door.

Huck’s hand flat against the door stopped me. I hadn’t heard him follow me. I stared at him, then spun around and headed for the bathroom. He was not who I wanted to look at right now.

“Trinity, stop,” he barked at me.

Maybe it was the raging jealousy that had overtaken me, or perhaps I had just been pushed too far, but I spun around and glared at him. “You stop! I didn’t ask you to follow me in here.”

The heat in his eyes flared, and I didn’t care if I was making him angry.

“What the fuck was that down there?” he asked, narrowing his eyes at me.

I let out a hard, bitter laugh. “Oh, I don’t know. Maybe it was me hearing that your secretary-slash-cocksucker is going to a party with you!” I yelled. Yes, I was yelling. Who was I? I didn’t yell at men. I rarely yelled at anyone.

“We fuck, Trinity. That’s what we do. You know that. I made it clear. Not once did I say we were an item or exclusive.”

No, he hadn’t. He had just said I was to be exclusive.

“Really? Hmm, so I can go fuck someone else? Gage maybe? I didn’t realize that the things you say when you’re fucking me don’t count. So, excuse me. I misunderstood. I am on the same page now. You can go.”

I turned and stalked into the bathroom, but Huck’s chest was pressing against my back, forcing me into the room before I could even get past the doorway.

I spun around and shoved at his chest, which was dumb because that never did anything.

“GET OUT!” I shouted.

He reached behind him and slammed the bathroom door.

“You want another dick?” he asked, his voice a low growl. “Is that it? Mine isn’t enough now? I broke you in, and now, you want to fucking play?”

My chest burned. My throat burned. I closed my eyes tightly and wondered if this was the moment I would cry. Had he pushed me to tears? After eight years?

“I am making a point,” I said quietly.

Then, I opened my eyes to look up at him. No tears. Not even wetness. He hadn’t managed it. I felt some strength from that.

“Don’t tell me that my pussy belongs to you and expect me to just obey you if your dick is going to be shoved in another woman’s mouth. Or anywhere for that matter. I understand this is just sex. I accept it. But if this is just sex, then my pussy is mine, and I’ll do with it what I fucking please.”

Huck’s nostrils flared as he glared at me. I didn’t look away. I wasn’t scared of him. He thought he could bully me, but he had no idea the shit I had survived. This was only hurting me because I cared about him. I felt things for him. And I didn’t want anyone but him to touch me. So, yes, maybe my pussy was his, but damn if I’d let him know it.

“Okay,” he bit out.

I frowned. “What does that mean? Okay?”

He backed me up until my butt hit the sink and caged me in with his hands placed on each side of me. Lowering his head, he looked me in the eye. He smelled so good. God, why did he have to smell so good? Why did this have to be the man to make me feel?

“Until we are done, that pussy is mine, and I won’t stick my dick anywhere but in you.”

I had not expected that. I stared at him. Not sure if I believed him. This was Huck we were talking about. He liked to fuck. Ray-Ray was at work with him every day. She could break him down.

“What?” he asked.

I tilted my head to the side and shrugged. “Not sure I believe you.”

His eyebrows drew together in a frown. “Are you fucking kidding me?”

I shook my head. “I’ve seen Ray-Ray. She made sure to let me know that she takes care of your cock daily. You work with her every day. You expect me to believe if she unzips your jeans and gets on her knees to suck your cock, you’re going to turn that down?”

Huck shoved his hand between my legs forcefully and squeezed my thigh. “Yeah, I do. Because since I ate your pussy in that garden shed, I’ve not had another woman. I can’t even get fucking hard for anyone else.”

He looked so angry when he said it that I believed him. Maybe I had a portion of control over him the way he had over me. I hadn’t thought that was even possible.

“Then, why are you taking Ray-Ray to a party? She looks better on your arm? Is that it?”

He grinned then and shook his head. “What is with this jealousy and fucking sassy mouth, Trinity?”

I crossed my arms over my chest. “I don’t like it either. Believe me, I didn’t ask for it.”

He said nothing for a moment, and I wished he’d take his hand away from my thigh. It was too close to my pussy, and I was getting freaking wet. Damn him.

“You need to check it. This will end eventually. Don’t start acting like a jealous girlfriend.”

I raised my eyebrows and leaned closer to him. “Then, you don’t act like a jealous boyfriend,” I whispered.

He pulled his hand away from me and stood up. “You’re right. We both need to remember it’s just sex. Nothing more.”

I nodded, although the ice crystals were now jabbing me in the chest.

He turned to leave and paused when he opened the door. I thought he’d say more, but he didn’t. I stood there as he walked out and left.

Once I no longer heard his footsteps, I dropped my head into my hands and groaned. Being the vulnerable one in the sexlationship sucked. Yes, I had made that word up, but I didn’t know what else to call what we were doing.