At least that's what he thought. Usually, his lack of sleep would be due to Amy being unable to sleep or Roserie keeping them up, but not now. The earlier image of Amy lying on the bed almost naked waiting for him haunted his mind. It started to awaken the beast he had suppressed during the previous interruptions. Holding her so close was not helping with his hard-on.
He moved to his side and squeezed his eyes shut but she was all he could see. His eyes opened while he was lost in thought and looked over at her silhouette...
'No! She's tired. Let's let her sleep', he scolded himself with a shake of his head.
But his eyes still wandered off to her melons that were squeezed together underneath her satin nightdress as she slept on her side...
'No! Get a hold of yourself Zach!' He slammed a pillow on his face and groaned in frustration.
