Chapter 1: Body of Desire
Rowan couldn’t help but smirk as he—or rather, she—strutted across the sun-drenched deck of Swap Island’s main pool area. The body he’d been swapped into for the week was nothing short of a bombshell: a curvy, busty blonde with a bubble butt that jiggled with every step. Her breasts, the biggest of the friend group by far, bounced with a weight that was both foreign and thrilling. He relished every second of it, especially the way his friends—Joe, Jake, and Alex—couldn’t stop stealing glances, no matter how hard they tried to play it cool.
“Goddamn, Rowan, can you stop leaning over like that?” Joe groaned, adjusting his sunglasses as Rowan bent forward to ‘pick up’ a dropped towel, his cleavage practically spilling out of the tiny red bikini top. “You’re gonna give someone a heart attack.”
Rowan straightened up, pressing a hand to his chest with mock concern. “Oh, come on, Joe. These things are so heavy, I can’t help it. You’ve got no idea how much my back hurts carrying these around.” He gave a dramatic sigh, pushing his boobs together with his arms for emphasis. “You should be thanking me for the view.”
Jake, sprawled on a lounge chair with a beer in hand, rolled his eyes. “You’re insufferable, you know that? I’m stuck in this scrawny dude’s body, and you’re out here acting like a goddamn tease.”
“Tease?” Rowan raised a perfectly arched brow, sauntering over to Jake with a sway in his hips. He leaned down, letting his chest hover just inches from Jake’s face. “I’m just embracing the experience, sweetheart. You could learn a thing or two about having fun.”
Alex, who’d been quiet until now, finally piped up from the pool’s edge, water dripping off his borrowed muscular frame. “Rowan, I swear, if you don’t stop flaunting that ass, I’m gonna drag you into this pool and cool you off myself.”
Rowan turned, giving Alex a playful wink over his shoulder as he slapped his own curvy backside. “Promises, promises, big guy. You think you can handle all this? I’m not some dainty little flower, you know.”
The tension in the air was palpable, a mix of irritation and undeniable attraction. Rowan knew he was pushing buttons, and he loved every second of it. He perched on the edge of Jake’s lounge chair, crossing his legs so the bikini bottom rode up just enough to show off the curve of his thigh. “Seriously, though, boys, you’re all acting like you’ve never seen a woman before. What’s the matter? Getting a little hot under the collar?”
Joe snorted, but his eyes betrayed him, lingering on Rowan’s lips as they curled into a sly grin. “You’re playing a dangerous game, Rowan. Keep it up, and one of us might just call your bluff.”
“Oh, I’m counting on it,” Rowan purred, his voice low and dripping with challenge. He stood, stretching languidly so his body was on full display, the sun glinting off his skin. “I’m heading to the cabana for a drink. Anyone brave enough to join me?”
Jake muttered something under his breath, but it was Alex who stood, his jaw tight as he towered over Rowan. “Fine. Let’s see if you’re all talk.”
As they walked toward the private cabana, Rowan could feel the heat building—not just from the tropical sun, but from the raw, electric energy between them. He knew Alex was itching to wipe that smirk off his face, and Rowan was more than ready to push him over the edge. The cabana’s curtains fluttered as they stepped inside, the dim light casting shadows over their bodies. Rowan turned, pressing himself close to Alex, his chest brushing against the other man’s hard frame.
“You gonna do something about all that big talk, or are you just gonna stand there staring at my tits?” Rowan taunted, his voice husky, daring.
Alex’s eyes darkened, his hands gripping Rowan’s hips with a force that sent a shiver down his spine. “Keep running that mouth, and I’ll show you exactly what I can do.”
Rowan’s laugh was sharp, confident, as he tilted his head back, exposing the long line of his neck. “Bring it on, stud. I’m not the one who’s gonna break first.”
Their lips were inches apart, the air thick with anticipation, bodies already sweating in the humid cabana. Rowan could feel the hardness pressing against him, and a wicked grin spread across his face. This was going to be one hell of a holiday.
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