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but no other exit from the house the intruder may have used. Chief Rose left around five o’clock to check on an early morning fender bender in town, and Herman left around nine, scratching his head as he went out the door. He collected some evidence and promised Carolyn they would catch the perp soon.
    Carolyn felt immensely satisfied when Herman had shown her the veil the woman wore had drops of blood staining the white fabric. Her vase had scored a direct hit on the intruder. The bloodstains also proved her trespasser to be human and not a second ghost.
    That’s all I would need, a jealous Caroline.
    To take her mind off the previous night’s events, Carolyn threw herself into her house cleaning. She scrubbed, polished , and dusted until her arms felt as if they would fall off. At midnight, she dragged her weary body to bed without even bothering to take her dirty clothes off or pull the blanket back.
    Caleb came to her immediately. He lay next to her on the bed and kissed her forehead. “Carolyn, my love. You are distressed?”
    “ Not anymore, my dearest Caleb.” She gazed into his ice blue eyes and again, was touched by the heart wrenching sadness she saw in them. “Will you stay with me?”
    He answered her with a kiss that sent her pulse skyrocketing as their tongues sought each other. His strong hand glided down her side and under her shirt, making her happy she wasn’t wearing a bra. Carolyn fought an urge to giggle when she thought of this nineteenth century man trying to undo one.
    His firm hand slowly ran over her ribs ever so gently, eventually coming to her breast. His hand followed its curve, his palm brushing lightly over her hard nub. The room temperature rose as his kisses trailed down her neck, his tongue licking the hollow at the base of her neck, sending shudders of delight deep inside her. She ran her nails down his back, marveling at his solid muscles.
    Carolyn rolled over on top of Caleb and helped him raise her shirt over her head. While he undid her belt, she ripped his shirt open and ran her hands across his smooth chest. With her blue jeans unbuttoned, she stood, allowing them to fall to her feet with a seductive wiggle of her hips.
    Wanting to return the favor, she unbuttoned Caleb’s pants, but in order to take them off him, she needed to remove his boots first. Straddling his outstretched leg, she practically wet herself when she felt his other foot pushing on her ass, but was able to get both boots removed. Then, turning around, she tugged at his pant legs until she had them completely off. To her delight, he wasn’t wear anything under his clothes as his cock stood straight, hard, and erect, making her mouth water for its taste.
    Carolyn crawled back onto the bed, her hands sliding up his legs to his sculpted abs. She lowered her head and swirled her tongue around the purpled head on his thick, hard cock. Taking his length into her mouth, she bobbed her head up and down, licking and sucking as if tasting her first Popsicle of the summer. She cupped his balls in one hand and squeezed lightly. Unbelievably, his moaning turned her on even more. Caleb wrapped his hands in her hair and thrust his hips to the rhythm she set.
    Suddenly, he pulled out of her mouth, rolled her onto her back, and pulled her up alongside him. His hands played wildly with her nipples as his hot lips kissed down her breastbone, across her stomach, then continued along her inner thighs. Her juices began dripping from her slit, soaking her underpants.
    One hand released a breast, and with fingers curled, Caleb slowly dragged them down her body until they hooked the top of her panties and pulled them down. Spreading her legs with his hands, Caleb leaned in close to her mound and breathed fire onto her damp sex. The heat from his breath inflamed her need for him even further. A firm hand moved up and down her mound, rubbing with just the right amount of pressure, adding to her mounting orgasm.
    Sweat rolled off her