“Oh, sorry,” he said sheepishly as he stooped to pick up the towel, concealing his glory from her view once more. However, the damage had been done. 

Evanna swallowed, her eyes fixated on below his waist, wishing she had the power to make the towel come loose again.

His throat-clearing woke her up. He was now standing in front of her. “Are you okay?”

This bastard. How could she be okay after seeing him like that?!

True, she wasn’t a virgin and already had a kid, but which lady would remain the same after seeing what nestled below his waist?

Even her cunt had started its plans on entrapping that...