10- IS THIS LIFE EVEN REAL?

~Collin~

I flip over onto my back slowly and smile up at him. He is not smiling back, probably the alcohol, and then he takes off his boxers.

I love seeing all of him. His slightly tanned skin, his tattoos, his muscular chest, and his perfect cock. I practically drool at the sight of it.

He leans over the bed, pushing my leg back so he can eat my ass.

Oh, his beard. That is one thing I love about him.

I moan as it rubs against my most sensitive place. He spears his tongue inside me, loosening my hole for his cock.

My hands are holding tight to the bed cover. I love the feeling of everything. A feeling I might not get after today, but I better enjoy it to my satisfaction.

Jax fucks me with his tongue like forever, licking and biting my cunt, but I push his head away when I feel myself too close to the edge.

I don't want to cum from just that. I enjoy the rimming, but it's not what I want the most tonight.

He gets the message and starts moving up my body. He kisses my inner thigh and mouths at it, "Your pussy is so sweet, I got lost in it."

I shriek.

He continues moving up my body and kisses around my groin until he makes it to my stomach. I freeze. He is doing it so gently, so effortlessly, I can't seem to move an inch from that spot.

He grabs ahold of my wrist, pinning them above my head. His body is lowered on top of mine and his teeth start biting on one of my nipples.

I moan loudly and arch my back off the bed. My cock rubs against his and I do the motion again.

His eyes are so filled with dominance as they stare at mine. Those pink luscious lips keep screaming my name, and I don't hesitate to lean forward and taste them again.

He lets go of my wrist and reaches over to the bedside table. He opens the drawer and pulls out a small bottle of lube.

Wow, this place thought of everything.

Well, since it's a hotel, they had to be prepared.

Jax uses the lube to slick up my hole and his cock. He kneels over, pausing. I whine and arch my back, wanting him so badly.

My legs are so wide open, begging him to fuck me already. I am about to start glaring at him, and that's when he begins lining his cock up with my hole. He slowly pushes it in and I hold my breath.

"Relax," he whispers to my ear gently. "I'll take it slow. Don't tense up."

I let out a deep breath and made myself relax. It burns a little bit because we haven't foreplayed before this, but I don't fucking care. I love the feeling of him inside me.

Something between a sigh and moan escapes my parted lips when he is fully inside me. I look up at him with what is surely love in my eyes and he seems to be looking back with the same expression.

Jax and Collin, we are perfect for each other. No one can break us apart, not after this.

He holds my hips in his hands and slid his cock out, only to push it back in. He does it again but harder and I moan when he hits my prostate in just the perfect way.

He keeps up a slow, yet forceful pace which is driving me insane. I'm literally on cloud nine, but I need to cum.

I never want it to end, but at the same time, I don't think I can last much longer.

He falls further on me, putting his hand on either side of my head. I tangle my fingers in his beard. He thrusts, continuing his slow and forceful pace as we stare into each other's eyes.

I bit my lip and then pull his into a kiss.

He growls and speeds up his thrust.

My tongue plays with his as he fucks me harder and faster. I can barely hang onto orgasm.

With every hard thrust, he is hitting my asshole mercilessly and I moan inside his mouth.

He pulls his lips from mine. "Fuck, Collin! You're so sweet." He moans. "I won't ever get enough of you. I'll fuck you every day, you'll plead to be straight."

I giggle at his joke but let out a loud squeal when he hit my prostrate yet again. I tighten my grip on his steely shoulder and feel his strength. Lord, the way my body lifts with his turns me on even more. The pleasure is so out of this world, and I moan loudly.

It's all too much. I am clenching around Jaxson's cock, throbbing and turning tense on the mattress. I want relief but certainly, I am not getting it anytime soon.

My orgasm crashes into me. It rushes over me with such force, and in seconds, I cum harder than I ever have, spilling mess, even on his sweaty face.

I can't barely find oxygen.

I am panting heavily, sweating, and cum trailing down my stomach.

But Jax is still not done!

He groans and screams my name, thrusting into me harder. I love the sound of his hoarse cries, how his eyes are rolling into the back of his head like he is dying and awakening at the same time.

He is gorgeous.

Especially when he finally buckles and releases seeds.

There is a large groan, and he slumps down next to me, our sweaty bodies rubbing together, smearing the spill on my stomach.

"Fuck!" He hushed, his cock softening inside of me slowly.

I want to redo this a million more times.

This whole night has been something of my fantasies. But it is even better.

Nothing is compared to the real thing, at least with Jaxson concerned.

When I have my strength back, I manage to walk to the bathroom to clean up. Trust me, my legs are no longer stable.

I return with baby wipes to clean the smears on Jax's chest and face. Jax tosses the baby wipes from my hands to the trash and drags me back into bed with him. He helps pull the cover over us and I snuggle in his pecs.

He smiles and kisses me on the lip, pulling me tighter against him.

I love him, and just hope his drunken sex with me isn't a mistake. I want it to mean something.

I haven't been this happy for a long time, and the dimple on Jaxson's sleepy face, it's so unmatched!

The top boy in college, every lady's favorite, on my bosom!!

Is this life even real?