Chapter 4 An Unmissable Opportunity

"Ah!"

A soft cry escaped Harley's lips. Blushing, she hurriedly pulled down the hem of her dress to cover herself.

Finally coming to his senses, Norton helped Harley up and asked, "Miss Evans, are you okay?"

"I... I'm fine."

Harley shook her head in a hurry. She cleared her throat and smoothed down her hair to hide her embarrassment.

Thinking of what had happened just now, she felt ashamed. She didn't know what was wrong with her. Deep in her heart, she wished that they had both been naked, so that she could have felt his bare skin against hers.

Smelling the natural scent of Harley's body, Norton swallowed hard.

As soon as Harley noticed the look in Norton's eyes, she sensed that something would happen, and her pulse quickened. She said in a hurry, "Mr. Byrne, let's go and have a look in the rest of the house. You should catch that lecher ghost as soon as possible."

Norton licked his lips. "Miss Evans, don't worry. We'll catch him, but we have to patiently wait for the right opportunity. If you don't mind, I'll stay at your house tonight. As soon as that lecher ghost appears, I'll catch him."

Harley gave Norton a shy nod of permission before rushing out of the bathroom and running straight to her bedroom.

Watching her nervous movements, Norton grinned. His gaze wandered back to the pink pair of panties that was still lying in the wash basin. He shoved his hand beneath his briefs to grip his hard erection one last time, relishing what he had just experienced. Then, he resolutely walked out of the bathroom.

After nightfall, Norton retired to the bedroom that Harley had prepared for him.

He lay on the bed, but he couldn't sleep. All he could think about was the scene that had happened at the doorway of the bathroom. He really regretted not taking the initiative after Harley collapsed to the floor. He wished that he had taken off her underwear and sucked on her soaked labia.

"Too bad."

With a long sigh, Norton grabbed his hard dick and pumped it again and again from root to tip. In his mind, he imagined that his goddess was parting her glossy lips against his erection to seduce him.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of light footsteps coming from the living room.

Startled by the sound, Norton put on his trousers in a hurry and quietly opened the door. When he craned his neck and looked outside, he saw Harley pacing the living room in her underwear.

Her eyes were glassy and vacant, and she was walking mechanically, as if she had lost her soul.

"Sleepwalking?" Norton murmured to himself in shock.

Since she was sleepwalking, it explained the truth of the "ghost" problems that she was facing.

At this moment, Norton became bolder. Since Harley was sleepwalking, she would not remember whatever happened when she woke up the next morning, so he could take advantage of this time. He could do anything he wanted to her.

The thought made Norton salivate. Staring hungrily at her luscious breasts, which were bouncing in her lace bra, he licked his lips. Then, he walked over with a lascivious smile on his face.