Damon’s kiss deepened, pulling Caroline closer, as though he couldn’t bear the distance between them. His hands roamed gently over her body, not demanding, but insistent. The rawness of the moment, the weight of his desire for her, was impossible to ignore. For a fleeting moment, Caroline allowed herself to let go of her fears, to lose herself in the intimacy that bloomed between them. Her fingers tangled in his hair, the heat of his touch igniting something deep within her.
But just as she began to surrender fully to the pull of his embrace, there was a knock at the door. The sharp sound cut through the moment, and Caroline felt her body stiffen instinctively. Damon broke the kiss reluctantly, his eyes darkened with frustration, but his expression remained controlled, like a king accusto
