After their incredibly intimate morning, Amelia succumbed to exhaustion and fell into a deep sleep.
It wasn't that she was too weak to handle Sam; after all, they had indulged in their activities for a staggering ten times. Given the early morning escapades, it was only natural for her to be thoroughly tired.
As for Sam, his desire was still burning, but he had enough self-control not to push his unconscious woman further.
Carrying her like a princess, he took her to the bathroom, washed away the remnants of their passionate 'morning battle' with warm water, and dressed her before tucking her into bed with a cozy blanket.
Observing the red-haired beauty peacefully sleeping, Sam couldn't help but sigh. 'Having a stunning girl like Amelia with me still feels unreal.'
Just as he marveled at his fortune, a sudden knocking disturbed the morning tranquility.
