Total pages in book: 152
Estimated words: 140629 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 703(@200wpm)___ 563(@250wpm)___ 469(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 140629 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 703(@200wpm)___ 563(@250wpm)___ 469(@300wpm)
Caspian had already fucked him twice today, but his dick was throbbing for more.
He needed the release more than he needed food, despite being so perpetually hungry, and he grabbed the slender neck, trapping it against the wall as he nipped on the smooth skin of Gunner’s jaw and smelled his hair.
“No, but I’m the only one allowed to ever see it.”
Caspian had told himself fucking Gunner was about scratching a physical itch, yet here he was, becoming obsessed with the person who’d bullied him for months back in high school. Gunner’s Adam’s apple bobbed against Caspian’s palm, like a reminder that he was now in a position of power and could have put pressure on that delicate neck, if his intentions were any different. He had no desire to frighten Gunner, but it gave him a thrill to know that he was the predator. And when Gunner’s eyes glazed over in response, it became clear they both appreciated this new reality in equal measure.
“You wanna see it now?” Gunner whispered, and the nostrils of his small nose flared with each quick inhale.
“Fuck,” Caspian whispered and clashed their mouths, sliding his other hand into Gunner’s mane and holding on as if it were reins. His lips tingled with the need for more, and he poked the soft mouth with his tongue just as his knee pushed between Gunner’s thighs.
Yeah, he did want to see it now.
How was that even a question?
“You dirty little slut. You wanna do it here? There’s people who have keys to this room,” he whispered, but for once the perspective of being walked in on aroused rather than scared him.
“You gotta be quick then,” Gunner whimpered and arched his neck instead of trying to free himself from the hand collaring his slender neck.
His stare was filled with lust, as if Caspian were the hottest man on the planet, and that was exactly what Caspian had always wanted to see reflected in the eyes of his partners. He now had the body to get him what he needed, and he’d make the most of it.
“Take my cock now. I wanna see you holding it.”
Gunner immediately cupped Caspian’s crotch with so much affection it felt like a hug, but he didn’t stall for long and unzipped Caspian’s jeans soon after.
His small, slender hand felt so damn hot, and when it rolled up and down the shaft, Caspian could have sworn that his balls cooked in response.
“I’m gonna destroy you. Right here. In this room where someone could hear us,” he uttered in a heated whisper and rolled his tongue along Gunner’s ear.
He’d seen Gunner fight that Mike guy and run his mouth at people with such ease, yet in Caspian’s hands he became putty, as if he had special powers to transform the little bastard into a lustful kitten. Nobody had ever made Caspian feel so wanted. So powerful.
Gunner let out a little whimper and squeezed Caspian’s cock. “I’ll be quiet.”
“You won’t be able to keep it in when I drill you with this,” Caspian said and thrust his stiff cock through the tube made by Gunner’s hands. Arousal crawled up his back, buzzing ever louder, and when Gunner met his gaze, once again blushing like an innocent, Caspian squeezed his neck and gave him a hard, breathless kiss.
The soft lips were so pliant for him, and he could just see himself becoming addicted to their eagerness. He might see himself as the one in charge, but was he really when Gunner’s wanton gestures and looks baited him as if he were a tomcat called upon by a female in heat?
It didn’t matter where they were, or that the room had a stale scent to it, or that the wall had patches of dirt in places people regularly brushed against. He could sense Gunner’s desire in every shiver going through his delicious body. He could feel it in the hard-on rubbing his leg, and see it in the way eyelids lowered over the blue gaze.
“Jesus. You’re such a fucking honeypot,” Caspian rasped and reached under the loose top, quick to unzip Gunner’s pants. He didn’t want to wait any longer than necessary and swiftly lubed himself up, dropping the tube to the floor as soon as he had a generous amount of the gel in his palm.
“Then lick me…” The spaced-out smile when Caspian pulled Gunner’s pants down told him all he needed to know about the connection.
He ran his tongue up the scratches on Gunner’s neck, his jaw, and all the way up Gunner’s cheek. The little moan escaping those tempting lips made Caspian breathless with the urge to drive his cock into the slutty boy. He would. Any moment now.
Without thinking much, he leaned down, grabbed Gunner under the knees, where his jeans pooled, and lifted him against the wall, because he was strong enough for this now. Oh, yes. He’d be looking into Gunner’s eyes this time, because he was no longer afraid to see his own face as he drove his cock in. While his new, massive body already felt like home, the old one no longer did, and when he met the lustful gaze, all he saw was Gunner… or rather, a version of him that was delicious instead of threatening.