Justin's Element**

Her head fell back against the couch as he took his time, running his hands over every inch of skin he uncovered. The way her body reacted—every arch, every sharp inhale, every soft little moan—sent a pulse of satisfaction through him.

"Mmm—Justin…" Her voice was breathless, almost pleading.

He grinned against her collarbone, dragging his lips lower, tasting the warmth of her skin. She was trembling now, her breath breaking into soft little gasps each time he pressed another kiss lower.

His hands gripped her hips, holding her still as he trailed down, down—

"Oh—" Her moan broke into a sharp inhale when his mouth brushed against her inner thigh.

Justin chuckled, his voice dark with amusement. "Sensitive, aren't we?"

She bit her lip, trying to stifle the next sound, but it didn't matter. He could feel the way her body reacted—every little shiver, every quiet, desperate breath.