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It seemed like the week was never going to end. It was only Wednesday, and Caroline had thought about Damon several times already that week. She missed him more than she probably should've, and that scared her. She had talked to him on the phone and through texts several times that week, at least once a day, but she missed his touch.

God, his touch. She wanted him to touch her again, in a way that only he could. Her last visit to the boarding house hadn't gone too great, with her trying to cut and everything, but right now, her body ached for his touch. No man had ever made her want them the way she wanted Damon Salvatore. She was half tempted to drive into Mystic Falls just to see him, but knew that she shouldn't. She was swamped with orders in the dress shop, and even though she was bringing in someone to help her, she needed to get started on them.

She was sitting at her sewing machine, hemming a dress, when she heard the bell ring above her store. She got up and went into the front room, where she saw him.

"Damon!" she yelled, jumping into his arms. "What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to see you," he said, smiling at her. "Besides, Matt's taking over the Grill. I mean, he's managing it. He practically told me to come and see you."

She lowered her head and brushed her lips over his. She closed her eyes and sighed contentedly. He felt amazing; his lips so soft and warm and they made the dull ache she had between her legs seem so much more than that. She slid her tongue across his lower lip, asking for access, and he granted it to her. They kissed for a while before Caroline heard someone clear their throat behind her.

"Care, do I need to remind you that you're in a public place?" Klaus asked as Damon set her on the ground and she turned around to look at him. "If I have to actually walk out here to see you with your tongue down his throat again…" his voice trailed off and he shuddered. "You're my little sister. I don't want to witness that. If you're going to do that, you should at least take him into your office."

"Hey, good idea," she said, and Klaus just rolled his eyes. Caroline led Damon back to her office by his hand and she shut the door behind her. She kissed him again, this time without anyone to witness it, and she felt like she was in heaven. She moved him backwards without breaking the kiss, and he felt something hit his heels. He sat down, finding there was a couch behind him, and Caroline straddled his hips. Absentmindedly, she started to grind down on him, feeling his hardness. It had been way too long since she had felt him inside of her and she ached for him.

She started kissing down his neck, nipping at his collar bone, and he had to stop her, "I really hate to do this, but what has gotten into you?"

"I missed you, Damon. And I need you." She nipped at his earlobe before whispering huskily in his ear, "I need to feel you inside me."

Damon took a deep breath. This incredibly horny version of Caroline was one that he hadn't seen before, and it turned him on. He could feel himself get hard just by the way she was talking to him. He cleared his throat, "Don't you think we ought to wait until you get home for that?"

"Nobody'll bother us," she said. "Nik knows how to take orders."

Damon grabbed Caroline by the shoulders, "I can't believe I'm saying this, because I've got to be bat shit insane, but we can't do this right now, Caroline. I thought we could at least have dinner first."

Caroline sighed, sitting back to look at him, and ran a hand through her hair. After a few moments, she spoke, "Don't you want me?"

"Of course I do," he said, watching her. "You have no idea just how much I fucking want you. But good things come to those who wait, you know."

Caroline sighed, getting off his lap, "Fine. Do you want to go out tonight? We can go grab a bite at Maria's, since, you know, the last time we were there things didn't end so well."

"Sounds great."

"Terrific," she said, running a hand through her hair. She went to open the door to her office, "I've got to finish hemming a dress I'm working on. It shouldn't take much longer, and then we can go."

She got to her back room and finished hemming the dress. She sighed to herself; she had so much work to do. She was just putting the dress in a garment bag when she felt a presence behind her.

"It's not nice to stare, Damon," she said as she hung up the garment bag.

"Sorry," Damon's voice came out. "How'd you know I was back here? Do you have eyes in the back of your head or something?" He came up to her and put his arms around her waist.

She leaned back into his embrace, "No eyes in the back of my head. When you've been through everything I've been through, you learn to be super aware of your surroundings. Besides, Nik knows not to sneak up on me."

"Makes sense."

She turned around, "So, I'm done. You want to get that bite now?"

Damon nodded.

"Great. I'll just tell Nik we're leaving." She went out and told Klaus that she and Damon were headed to Maria's. She even offered for him to come and get a bite to eat with them, but he declined. He muttered something about not wanting to be around "lovesick couples that make me want to gag" and turned around. Caroline laughed, telling him that she'd see him at home, linked her arm through Damon's, and they left.

When they went into Maria's, she greeted them warmly, "It's so nice to see you, Miss Caroline," she said in her broken accent. "It's especially nicer than it was the last time."

Caroline nodded, "Yes. Yes, it definitely is."

Maria showed them to a booth and stopped to chat with Caroline for a moment, "My madre is having a party in a couple of months. It's my parents' fiftieth wedding anniversary."

"Wow. Congratulations."

"Grazie. We were wondering if you could make her a dress."

"Who's we?"

"Well, me, and my padre. Mama doesn't want to ask, she told me you have a couple big projects right now."

"I do," Caroline said, nodding. "Send her into my shop on Monday and I'll get her measurements. I'll see what I can do."

"Grazie, Miss Caroline," Maria said. "I'll get your usual started. And for you, signore?" she asked Damon.

He ordered and she left.

"You've got your plate full with the Miss Mystic Falls pageant, Caroline," Damon said after Maria had gone. "How can you take on any more?"

"That's not true."

"What's not true?"

"That I'm doing the Miss Mystic dresses, so my plate is full. No, my plate is full with the thirty orders that also came in this week."

"Thirty?! You've gotten thirty orders?"

Caroline nodded, "Yes, I have gotten thirty orders this week – and it's only Wednesday."

"What are you going to do?"

"Well, I'm bringing in a friend from fashion school. She wanted a change of scenery, a change of pace, after she broke up with her controlling douche of an ex. You might know her; she grew up in Mystic Falls."

"Really?" Damon asked, suddenly intrigued. "Who?"

"April Young."

"Pastor Young's daughter?" Damon asked. Caroline nodded.

"Wow. I haven't heard anything about her in years."

"She went to some churchy boarding school and then decided she wanted to be a stylist, so she went to fashion school the same year as me. We became friends in Chicago. She's going to be staying with me until she can find her own place."

"When is she coming? And where is she going to be sleeping?"

"She's supposed to be here tomorrow afternoon. And she offered to sleep on the couch."

"The couch?" Damon raised an eyebrow. "That's not going to be very comfortable."

"I offered to share my bed with her," Caroline said, and that's when Damon gave her a look.

"Not like that," she said, playfully slapping his arm. "I've slept in the same bed with my friends before. It's not a big deal. Besides, she knows that Nik lives there, and she just wanted to make sure everyone was comfortable. That's kind of the way it is with April."

Damon nodded and their dinner came. Caroline sniffed her food before she put it in her mouth, and Damon laughed, "Do you think it's poisoned or something?"

Caroline laughed, "No. I smell my food. It's just a thing with me."

During dinner, Caroline let her hand brush against Damon's thigh a couple of times. She was still very horny and wanting him very badly, and then her hand brushed against his hard-on.

"What do you think you're doing, Caroline?" he asked through gritted teeth, his voice low.

"Huh?" Caroline asked innocently. She took a sip of her water.

"I know what you're doing," he said to her, his voice still low. "And I need you to cut it out."

Caroline just smiled at him innocently.

The rest of the meal couldn't pass quick enough for Damon. He wanted to get out of there and back to her house. After she paid for the meal – he had wanted to pay, but she insisted, saying that he had spent a small fortune on her already – they left and Damon was positive that he would burst before they got to her house. He followed her inside and, once there, she pulled him to her and kissed him with everything she had been holding back. She slid her hands up his shirt to feel his bare chest and he groaned at her touch.

Damon picked Caroline up, his lips still attached to hers, and carried her up the stairs to her bedroom. He closed her bedroom door with his foot and set her down on the bed. The thing that unnerved Caroline, however, was the look in his eye. He looked like…like he was the hunter and she was the prey. As she lay down on the bed, his body covered hers as she pulled him in for a kiss. Their tongues battled and Caroline moaned into the kiss. He felt so wonderful to her. He moved himself so one of his legs was in-between hers and they just lay there for a few moments, making out. It felt like they had been doing it forever, yet no time had passed at all.

"I could lie here all day and just kiss you," Caroline said as Damon peppered kisses on her face and neck. He smiled against her skin.

He went back to her lips and kissed her deeply. He pulled shirt up and broke the kiss so he could pull it over her head. He threw it by the end of the bed and went back to her lips. Damon pushed her back and started kissing her body. He cupped her breast through her bra and kissed his way back up to her mouth. She sat up a little so she could unhook her bra and let it fall to the floor.

A few minutes later, with Caroline's discarded clothes strewn across the room, Damon laid her down again and kissed her lips, her neck, and started kissing his way down her body. He cupped one breast and took a nipple in his mouth, sucking on it and then biting gently. Caroline moaned loudly. Damon smirked against her skin as he took her other nipple in his mouth. He started kissing down her even further, open mouth kisses on her abs and stomach, and then settled himself in-between her legs. He started kissing up one calf and reached her thigh, and then the other one. He wanted to know how long it would take her to ask.

He avoided her center, where she wanted him the most, and he was driving her crazy with kisses. Finally, she whispered, "Please Damon. Taste me."

He looked up at her and she noticed his eyes were dark with lust, "What was that? I didn't hear you."

A little louder, she said, "I said, please taste me, goddammit. I need to feel your tongue on me, in me."

He smirked against her skin, "That's more like it." And then he dove in, licking up her slit once, twice, then three times before he started fucking her with his tongue. Caroline wasn't sure how she had gone all this time not knowing what oral sex felt like; it was amazing. Caroline's eyes rolled back as Damon sucked her clit into his mouth. He inserted two fingers, pumping them in and out of her and she groaned. She could feel her orgasm burning in her belly, like a fire starting, and she needed release. Her moans were turning Damon on more and more, and he curled his fingers up to reach her g-spot and he bit her clit gently and she shattered. Fireworks burst in front of her eyes and she bit her lip to suppress the scream that was starting.

"Why are you being so quiet, Caroline?" Damon asked her. I like to hear you."

Caroline smiled and then said, "Because my brother is here. I'm sure he doesn't want to hear me. That would be a little awkward."

Damon shrugged as Caroline lowered herself to her knees on the floor. Her eyes never left his as she licked her palm and then wrapped it around his shaft. She bit her bottom lip and she stroked him, and it turned him on so much that he growled. It was a fucking turn on. She felt herself get wet just by that. She put her mouth on him, alternating between sucking and licking, and twisted her hand around his shaft. Damon's eyes rolled back and he couldn't help the groan that came from his mouth. She was getting him close, so close that he grabbed her by the hand and pulled her up. He went over and lay on her bed, and she grabbed a condom out of her bedside table and tore the foil package, rolling it onto him, and then sunk down on his cock. She groaned at the feeling of him filling her. Every time with Damon felt like the first time and Caroline loved it.

Caroline started moving, slowly at first, but then started to increase speed. Damon grabbed her hips as she rode him and she started to increase speed. Surprising her, Damon sat up and Caroline felt him go deeper inside. She was on cloud nine. Knowing that she was getting close, Damon reached in-between their bodies and started rubbing Caroline's clit in slow circles. She felt like she was going to explode, and since it'd been a while since Damon had her like this, he knew that he wouldn't last long, either. He brought his fingers to his lips, wet them, and took them back to rubbing her clit. Caroline leaned forward just a little and kissed Damon, slowly and sensually. He was giving her the delicious friction she needed and it wasn't long before he felt her clamp down around him and he exploded, too.

He pulled the condom off himself and threw it in the waste basket by her bed as he lay down and held her. She was still shaking from her orgasm and he held her, kissing her lightly on the shoulder. Caroline closed her eyes as Damon held her, telling herself that she was only going to rest for a few minutes.

When she woke up again, it was dark outside and she was covered up with the quilt she left on her bed. Groggily, she sat up and looked around the room, but Damon wasn't here. Caroline sighed, slipping on a pair of cheer shorts and an oversized t-shirt. She went downstairs to see Damon involved in some Xbox game with…Klaus?

"What are you guys doing?" she asked, rubbing her eyes. She looked at the clock on the wall and noticed that it was after nine. She stretched before yawning and then said, "And since when do you two even talk to each other, let alone play games together?"

Damon paused the game and both he and Klaus looked back at her.

"Did you know your boyfriend is a closet Halo fan?" Klaus asked. Caroline just rolled her eyes.

"Don't tell me you don't like Halo," Damon said. Caroline sighed, "I play once in a while with Nik, or Elijah, and sometimes Kol. But I have better things to do with my time."

"What's better than Halo?" Damon asked, smirking.

"Umm, work. I've got thirty orders to fill."

"Care, I think you should wait for April to get here. That way you have the help," Klaus said.

Caroline shrugged, "Fine. I'm going back to bed." She kissed Klaus on the cheek and then pecked Damon on the lips. "Hopefully you'll make it to bed eventually. But I've got to open shop at eight AM." With that, she turned and went back up to her bedroom. She took her sleeping pill with a glass of water, because she knew that Klaus and Esther had been right; it didn't matter if Damon was here or not, the night terrors would come eventually, and she didn't want that. She was already plagued with nightmares, though those sleeping pills made most of them tolerable, and she wasn't sure she could handle anything worse than that.

She briefly woke up at two AM to Damon climbing into bed with her, giving her a light kiss on the top of the head, and then she rolled over and sleep took her once more. She slept soundly that night, and when her alarm went off at seven, she felt fully rested for the first time in a long time. She hummed a song as she showered and dressed. She couldn't deny it. When she was around Damon, it was like she was a completely different person. He made her okay with herself. Every little insecure thing she felt was gone whenever he was around. She felt confident, beautiful, sexy. It was all Damon. He did this for her, and she loved him for it.

She stopped in her tracks. Wait, what? She loved him for it? She shook her head; no, she couldn't love Damon Salvatore yet. They hadn't been together for very long, and they needed to spend more time together before Caroline could even start to think about love. Definitely much, much more time.