Today had been a shit show, apparently, no one could comprehend what competency is. Mia worked as a writer at a media company. She was 23 with dark brown curly hair. Her skin was tanned and she stood at 5.4 with a curvy figure. All she wanted to do was go home, maybe take a bath and then head to bed. All she wanted to do was be alone and not have to deal with anyone. But unfortunately, that wouldn’t be the case. One of the downfalls of living with your boyfriend. There was no such thing as privacy.

He snuck up behind her close enough so that her back was pressed firmly against his chest. His hands snaked their way onto her hips and he began to kiss the juncture of her neck and shoulder. She knew what he was doing. And she wasn’t in the mood. Even though it was innocent and comforting it wouldn’t last, it always became more. She was tired but that didn’t matter to him. If he was in the mood then there was nothing going to stop him from taking what he wanted. And even if she resisted and pulled away he would just pull her back. And normally it was a little game between them but tonight she wasn’t willing to play. And that just turned him on more. She could feel his cock hardening and pressing into her ass.

He leaned his head on her shoulder and she could feel his hair tickling her neck. One hand took a firm hold of her waist while the other touched her upper thigh before moving closer to her cunt bypassing her already damp curls until he finally reached her heat. His fingers began to slide up and down between her lips creating friction with each pass. He came so close but never touched her clit.

“Sebastian,” Mia whimpered and refused as he plunged a single finger in.

She leaned back against him as she involuntarily arched against his hand. Her resistance is fleeting every second his finger explore her wetness. And make no doubt she was wet. A weakness of hers that in moments like this she hated. He was slow, rhythmic, and gentle. His finger moving in and out at a maddening pace. He had always been skillful with his hands. They were large and calloused, which added a new level of pleasure with their roughness. He added two and then too her surprise shoved a third in causing her to squeak and resist his restraint. He always fingered her with three fingers but normally he would take more time ensuring she was ready. It hurt and she was certain his nail scraped the outside her labia as when forced them in. But she knew that it was best that he fingered her with three fingers instead of leaving it at two. The pain was always expected and would be certain if he only used two. His cock was a decent size in length about 7-8 inches but he was girthy at around 4 inches. It was always painful if he simply shoved it in her without warming her up with his hands. But the pain never stopped her or him for that matter from fucking her. It was just if she wasn’t ready for him he could end up fucking her until she fell unconscious. And he preferred to see her awake and see the look in her eyes.

She started to moan before she moved a hand over her mouth, muffling the sound. But he reached up and pried it away. “I want to hear you,” he said, as he brought her hand back down, never once stopping his ministrations.

After several minutes she gasped out and trembled as she came down from her height of pleasure.