~Camila’s POV~

I stood there and watched as the water cascaded down his back. Damn it! He began washing his massive chest. He then stood there as the shower water rinsed him off, staring at my tomato face, while he wore a dreamy smile on his face. In his glorious nudity, he walked up to me and drew me to the streaming water.

“Shower.” He mumbled something, and I was still staring at his crotch. That was the same cock with which I used to mock him. The same massive cock I called ‘small’ now. Well, now I’m swooning because of it. In an attempt to ignore the fact that...