Platinum (All That Glitters #3)(18)

“You’re so gorgeous,” he whispered.

She laughed nervously, not used to the attention. She couldn’t remember the last time Neal had said something like that to her. And the only person she had been with before that had been Preston and a random guy she’d met on a modeling job. Those had turned out to be all bad decisions in the end.

All of a sudden, Damon seemed to notice her nervousness, and he took her hands in his. “You are gorgeous. No doubt about that.”

“Thank you,” she said automatically.

He brought his lips down on hers again, and her nervousness melted away. The way he touched her and talked to her and acted around her made her feel totally safe. For all intents and purposes, her trust issues should be rearing its ugly head, but when he kissed her, she felt calm. Maybe it was because it was just physical. That was what she had promised herself. The girl who wore her heart on her sleeve was giving up relationships and just filling her void with a rebound, no matter how much her heart might manage to get in the way while she tried it out.

Damon easily picked her up and set her back on the bed. The tension in the room skyrocketed as he stripped out of his boxer briefs and climbed onto the bed after her. She couldn’t believe this was actually happening after he had turned her down, but she didn’t want to question it. He clearly wanted to do this, and she had made her intention clear from the start.

Trihn wrapped her arms around Damon’s neck and kissed him deeply, reveling in the feel of his body pressed against hers. He moved his hips in a sexy circular motion, waking her up all over again. Whatever had happened out on the dance floor only fueled what was going on in the bedroom.

Doubt clouded her mind when he pulled back to reach across the bed and remove a condom from his side table. Looking up at him as he tore open the condom and rolled it on himself, she reminded herself that this was just a one-night stand. It didn’t have to be more than that. It didn’t have to have feelings or emotions attached that weren’t purely physical. Damon made her feel good, and she needed to feel good tonight.

Damon’s eyes searched hers in the dark. “Hey, are you okay?”

“Yeah.”

“We can stop if you don’t want to do this,” he offered softly.

She reached out and touched his hand. “I want to.”

He leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers, positioning himself before her. “I want this, too, but we can wait. I’m not going anywhere.”

“Damon,” she growled. She had made up her mind. She wasn’t stopping now. “Stop trying to talk me out of this. I want you to f*ck me.”

He laughed a guttural deep laugh that revealed how much he was controlling himself in that moment. Then, after another kiss, he eased deep inside her.

“Oh God,” she moaned when he filled her.

Yeah, I made the right decision.

Trihn wrapped her legs around Damon’s hips and met each of his measured thrusts.

Fuck, is it supposed to feel this good? She had always thought that a one-night stand would be like a bad book—quick, boring, and completely not worth the hype.

But she was already ramping up for another release as they moved together, like they had been doing this for a long time. She wasn’t sure what caused it, but whatever it was, she was glad that she had gone through with it. This was exactly what she needed.

“Fuck, I love your body,” he said, sliding his hands down her sides and then up to cup her breasts.

She laughed and reached up to kiss him hard. Their lip-lock intensified the force with which he drove inside her. Her fingers clawed his back, and she couldn’t hold out any longer. She threw her head back and cried out as her climax hit her. Damon leaned his head onto her forehead as he released just after her. For a minute, they both lay there, panting, and then Damon slid out of her and headed to the bathroom.

He returned a minute later and leaned against the door, in the buff. Her eyes traveled down his body, and she sighed, completely sated.

“That was a happy noise,” he said.

She nodded. “Mmhmm.”

Trihn rolled off the bed and wandered into his bathroom. She returned a few minutes later, feeling refreshed and also exhausted. She crawled back into bed and waited for some sort of embarrassment or awkwardness to settle between them, but it never came.

He just pulled her into his arms and held her close.

Then, after several minutes of companionable silence, he bent down and kissed her on the mouth.

“How about round two?” he suggested with a wicked grin.





TRIHN SLIPPED BACK into the too small dress and then grabbed her heels, purse, and leather jacket. As quietly as she could, she tiptoed toward the front door of Damon’s apartment. She had the handle turned all the way when she heard footsteps behind her.

“Going somewhere?” Damon asked with a yawn.

She turned to face him with a sheepish grin. “Um…yeah.”

He looked too good for this early in the morning. He was only in a pair of boxers, and she could count every defined ab. Plus, his hair…it only looked that way because she had been pulling it all night.

Christ! Focus!

“My ride is here,” she told him.

“I could have given you a lift home.”

“Yeah. But, well…” Trihn shrugged. She didn’t have a response to that. She’d had a great time last night—an unbelievably amazing, jaw-dropping, unfathomably incredible good time last night—but when it came down to it, this still had been a one-night stand, just some really good sex. From the beginning, she had said that she didn’t want anything more. Neal had broken up with her less than twenty-four hours ago. She couldn’t even consider putting herself out there again already.