We got into the shower and I was very nervous suddenly, even though he was in his boxershorts and I was in my bikini, I felt naked under his hungry gaze. He was so handsome and I just couldn’t believe how s*xy his body was. How could someone be so perfect? I can’t blame those girls who got crazy over him after spending a night with him. I wanted to be in his bed every night too, even though we just slept together once, literally.
“What are you smiling about?” He whispered into my ear while leaning over my shoulder from behind, he was cleaning the wounds on my back gently. I was so deep in my thoughts, I didn’t even realise he had started it already.
“Huh? Nothing.” I told him and I felt the hotness on my face, so I looked down and started washing myself before he noticed, but he did. He
