Jax shivered as she went straight for delivering a 'higher quality' of reward than what he'd originally implied.  "Yeah, you may be on to something, babe..." he replied, the shudder evident in his tone as she began to trace his length through his trousers.  Watching her drop to her knees drew a long, pent-up breath out of the man, knowing what joys he was in for.  A small chuckle pulled at his lips as he closed his eyes and leaned back.  She knew what she was doing!<br/><br/>She tugged him free, and his eager mass was more than ready for her, springing to attention.  He was well gifted, solid as stone and eager to let her deliver his reward.  'No tapping out'?  He smirked, shaking his head.  "Have you ever known me to tap out of anything, babe?"<br/><br/>He waited patiently, feeling her lips stroke the head of his cock, sucking him in shallowly, just enough to tantalize him.  "Ahhhh..." he moaned, visibly relaxing as he felt her warm, slick saliva coat his needing tip.  She knew exactly how to get him running, having spent just under a minute in the house and already he was quivering at her touch.  Her fingers curled into his thighs, causing him to bite his lip in anticipation of feeling his length slide deep into her mouth to be massaged by her talented throat.<br/><br/>And yet, he didn't receive that much beloved treatment.  He loved the feel of her shallowly bobbing head massaging him, but he knew well the joys of her throat and what she could make it do.  It was one of his favorite treats, and when he'd collected himself enough, he looked down at her, only to see her beautiful blues teasing back up at him.  'You are just<i>asking for it</i>tonight,' he thought, smirking and shaking his head as she kept him right on the edge, 'but I'll play along... for now.'<br/><br/>Finally, she tipped in and gave him what he craved, swallowing him and massaging his entire length with her throat.  A moan he'd been restraining for over a minute finally escaped as her lips met his hips, her palms against his thighs keeping him from bucking into her the way he really craved to.  "Jesus, babe..." he murmured breathlessly as the vibrations in her throat tickled out another ripple of sensation in his chest.<br/><br/>He watched her raptly, the way her eyes darted up at his slowly driving him crazy as the lewd, sloppy sounds continued, as a strand of saliva began to dribble from her chin into her cleavage.  "Fuck...!" he cried out as she pressed her lips to his abdomen, grinding his cock into her, eroding his sanity and replacing it with white hot, unmitigable lust.<i>"Fuck."<br/>
</i><br/>It was true, he was not one to tap out, but neither was he one to simply let her get the upper-hand.  Her actions had consequences -- she was well aware -- and he wouldn't let this one-way assault go unanswered.<br/><br/>His fingers curled into her hair, nudging her down for one long stroke before he pulled himself free of her with a slick pop against her soaked lips.  With one hand tangled into the curly locks at the base of her neck, the other slipped under her shoulder, lifting her effortlessly to her feet.  He swept in, scooping her up in his arms with a hand under her knees.<br/><br/>Pivoting on one foot, he twirled her around, her lengthy heel-clad legs sweeping across the island counter top, knocking a few empty cans, a cutting board, and a knife-block off of the surface to clatter on the floor.  Jax either didn't care or was too fargone in his lustful haze to notice, and roughly slid her onto the surface lengthwise, her legs dangling over the edge at the knee over one side, with her head dangling off the other, facing him.  With one hand still under her neck, he provided support, while guiding her lips straight back to the needful, sloppy cock, quickly pressing back into the tight channel she'd offered him before.<br/><br/>"No tapping out," he cautioned her as he sunk his length back into her throat, his thumb gently rubbing her neck where the bulge bottomed out to show her how deep he'd gone.  He pumped into her a few times, giving her ample time to catch her breath between thrusts, though his hands left her for a moment to slide the straps of her lacy black bra over her shoulders, a thumb hooking the band to tug it low and pull it free from her magnificent rack, watching the orbs bounce with each new intrusion.  He grabbed her stiff peaks between his fingers, tweaking them softly a few times before he was on the move again.<br/><br/>One hand caught hers, guiding it and resting her palm over her windpipe, letting her feel the fullness of each thrust.  He moved to support her head after, but his other hand drifted down her stomach after playing with her tits for a few moments.  Fingers danced across her taut abdomen and crested over her mound.  They pressed into her wet slit through the panties, her molten heat evident even through the underwear, massaging her generously there for several long moments before it was roughly pulled aside, bearing her to the apartment.  His digits hooked over her clit into her soaked honeypot, rubbing her eagerly to elicit more of those moans, whose trembling cadence only excited his shaft further.