Sensitive Nub, Deep Thrust**

But he wasn't done.

Adjusting his angle, he trapped the sensitive nub between his fingers, rolling and teasing it while his other hand traced the curves of her body.

"So this is your most sensitive spot, huh?" he whispered into her ear, his breath sending shivers down her spine. She whimpered in response, instinctively pressing closer to him, chasing the sensation.

Their bodies moved together—her hips grinding back, pressing his aching length deeper between her cheeks, while he rocked his hips in rhythm, creating delicious friction between them.

Then, his third finger dipped lower, sliding along her drenched slit before slowly, teasingly, slipping inside. At the same time, the other two fingers worked her clit faster, intensifying the pleasure.

"Ahhh~~ Justin! Aahh~~ f-fuck~~" she moaned, her head falling back against his shoulder.