Jax cock was hard and hot, and while not the largest Miyuki had either seen nor taken, and in fact slightly smaller then most human men's would be, it looked to be more than adequate for the task ahead.  Her lips closing around it she would taste the way his skin still bore traces of his sweat, the heat of Laelith making such a thing ever present.  But still he had a clean sense despite it, it was a good sweat, honest, borne of a halfling who valued cleanliness.  A natural musky taste that mirrored the masculine smell that rolled off his skin and was counterpointed by the droplet of precum at the tip that danced along Miyuki's tongue.<br/><br/><em>"Take me Jax, make me yours for this day."</em>she bade as she sat up and licked her lips.<br/><br/>Jax leaned forward and kissed her lips, his tongue dancing along her lips lightly before pressing into her mouth.  His hands still gently rubbing and squeezing her breasts as his thumbs rubbed circles around her nipples.  She felt herself being pushed backwards so gently that she didn't realize it at first, till she was falling back onto the covers of his unmade bed.  Then he was atop her.  Their height differences were not so great, she larger than him by only a dozen inches or so.  Certainly she had been with men who had been that much taller than her.  When his feet slid between her legs and pushed them apart, he found no resistance.  The tip of his cock nestling between her wet lips for only a moment, as if he was savoring the anticipation.  Then lightly he bit her lower lip, and pushed up on his hands, strong arms trapping her chest between them.<br/><br/>Her hands came up to his shoulders as he pushed forwards, the hot hardness between her lips sinking slowly into her wet core.  His motions were slow, but not in the same way that Flint had been slow.  This was more a slowness borne out of precision and enjoyment of the act then deliberation.  It took only three times for him to pull back before she could feel the entirety of him deep inside her.  But he did not stop once he had fully buried the root of his manhood in her sex.  Then he began slow strokes, pulling back and driving in at a steady pace as he groaned in sheer pleasure.  Looking down at her he smiled and muttered,<strong> "worth the wait."</strong>