As Amy sat on Zack’s lap, he couldn’t resist wrapping his arms around her waist, gazing into her alluring eyes. “Z-Zack…” she murmured, her face moving closer to his, which made Zack momentarily freeze. “Amy, you’re drunk,” Zack said, trying to steady himself as her lips hovered so close to his. “N-no, I’m not,” she protested, shaking her head. “Come on, let’s get you to your room,” Zack said gently, helping her stand as he guided her toward the bedroom. When they arrived, he carefully laid her down on the bed. “Z-Zack, why is it so hot?” she mumbled, slipping out of her top, which caught Zack off guard. “Oh, come on, Amy, get dressed,” he said, though his voice was strained. “N-no, Zack, it’s just so hot…” she replied, her gaze meeting his with an intense longing. “Z-Zack… take me,” she whispered, drawing him closer as she pulled him into a kiss, which sent a shiver down her spine. “Are you sure, Amy?” he asked, his voice barely audible. Amy nodded, her eyes gleaming with des
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