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)
“I can’t promise you anything,” Caspian said and tapped his feet against the floor. “When can I look?”
Gunner cleared his throat and took a deep breath. “Now.”
Caspian’s eyes flew open, and the silly smile dropped from his face almost immediately. Seeing him like this had Gunner’s stomach filling with ice, but before he could have dismissed his clothing choice or run off to the en suite, Caspian raised both hands and spoke.
“Wow. You look… different.”
Gunner grabbed a pillow from the chair and threw it at him. “Different good, or different bad?”
Caspian chortled and pulled out a twenty-dollar bill, which he waved in front of Gunner. “Come to daddy.”
Something flipped in his stomach and went straight to his balls. He had to take a deep breath to calm down first, and only then walked up to Caspian, imitating a male model coming down the catwalk to the best of his ability. Caspian taking care of him, and making life smooth as they fucked each other brainless? That would have been the life.
“You like it? A classy boy with a dirty mind?” Gunner grinned and patted his pocket when he stepped close enough.
Caspian pushed the money in, but then dove his fingers deeper into the pocket, touching Gunner’s cock.
“I like him doing his job.”
“Didn’t you say you refused a blowjob tonight?” Gunner arched to the touch, putting his hands on Caspian’s shoulders. He couldn’t get over the size difference. His brain still remembered that he used to be this massive, fearsome guy just two days ago, yet now perceived Caspian as much larger and stronger than he’d ever imagined himself.
“It was your mouth I wanted on my dick,” Caspian said, pinching Gunner’s chin between his thumb and forefinger.
“You know I’m a slut for my sugar daddy,” Gunner said, shocked at how comfortable he was speaking like this when they were alone. He felt neither shame nor awkwardness, only arousal. “But I don’t wanna get my new suit all wrinkled.” He pulled on the tie to undo it.
Caspian cupped his crotch, which sent yet more shivers over Gunner’s skin. “Then take it off.”
Button after button, Gunner opened the suit jacket, then the shirt, showing off just a peek of skin. Last night’s fuck felt like something that had happened centuries ago and there was nothing Gunner wanted more than to feel Caspian’s dick inside him again. He had no idea where this would lead them, or when the unexplained change would end, but he’d enjoy the ride.
“Is this what you want? A sweet guy?” he asked with a bit of trepidation, because he wasn’t sweet. He had a softer side, sure, but was far from an innocent twink, and hoped it didn’t put Caspian off.
Caspian’s teeth sank into his lip as he watched Gunner strip and place garments across a little stool, so they wouldn’t wrinkle. The warm glow of the bedside lamp softened his features when he grinned and took off the hoodie. “As long as he leaves his morals at the door when he comes to me, ready to take my dick in his tight, greedy hole.”
Gunner should’ve felt offended, but the dirty talk made his heart flutter. “Think I can do that…” He ran his thumb along the waistband of the white boxer briefs Barb had insisted to buy for him earlier, even though it had been embarrassing as fuck.
“Then say it.” Caspian hooked two fingers under the fabric and pulled Gunner closer, devouring him with his gaze alone. “Tell me how much you missed my dick all day.”
Gunner bit his lip and stroked Caspian’s ears with his thumbs. “What if I’m too shy?”
“Then I’ll have to make you,” Caspian said and gestured at Gunner’s feet, which were still clad in socks. A chuckle left Gunner’s lips, but he placed one of his feet on Caspian’s knee, as if he were wearing high heels. A gasp left his lips when rough fingers massaged his calf and then peeled the fabric off him.
Gunner couldn’t wait for Caspian to squeeze the confession out of him, to lose control under the force of those strong hands. He pretended to zip his lips and challenged Caspian with his eyes as the other sock followed its partner to the floor
Caspian’s hand went straight for his throat. “Oh, I can make my little bitch talk.”
With his other arm, he swooped Gunner off his feet and pulled him into bed, leaving no doubt that soon enough, Gunner would be singing to Caspian’s tune.
Chapter 19 – Gunner
Gunner enjoyed many things about his new body. How smooth it was, how nonthreatening he seemed, and how beautiful it made him feel. Just two weeks since the unexpected swap, he sometimes forgot the flesh that seemed so very right for him was actually Caspian’s. He felt so very at home in it he struggled with the idea that he shouldn’t get used to it too much.