Ruin Me Slowly

A sleek black town car pulled up outside the high-rise in Soho. The driver stepped out and opened the door for me. I took a deep breath before stepping into the cool night air, my mind still crowded with everything that had happened.

After such a long drive i was elated to get out of the car. Standing outside Erica's penthouse building, I looked up at the massive glass tower glowing against the dark sky. The last time I had been here, I was too panicked to notice anything.

Now, taking it in properly, it felt intimidating and looked ridiculously expensive like so completely out of my league

Even the lobby boasted polished marble floors, soft ambient light, and a quiet guard at the desk. I crossed the lobby to the private elevator. Taking in one deep breath I got in and rode the elevator up to the top floor, watching the floor numbers light up one by one.

My mind kept drifting back to Maya—how effortlessly she assumed I was waiting for some man to save me, how natural it was for everyone to fit me into a box that felt tighter every single day.

When the elevator doors slid open directly into Erica's penthouse the lights were low, soft music hummed from hidden speakers, warm city lights shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows spreading across the dark hardwood floors.

"You're late, sweet girl” a low voice called out from the kitchen

Erica stood behind the marble counter, holding a glass of dark red wine. She had taken off her work blazer and was wearing a loose white button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows paired with simple dark trousers. Her short dark hair hung down like soft waves over her face. She looked relaxed, completely in control and so stunning it made my chest physically ache.

"I... I was talking with my friend” I said, setting my bag on a chair.

Erica set her glass down on the marble counter and slowly walked toward me. Her eyes examined my face, noticing my pale skin and my nervous hands.

"What's wrong?" she asked softly, stopping right in front of me. She didn't grab me, she just stood there, her gaze gentle and focused completely on me.

"Nothing” I lied, looking down at her bare feet. "Just... normal stuff”

"Tiana” Erica said, her voice dropping an octave. She reached out, her warm fingers gently lifting my chin until I had to look her in the eye. "Don't lie to me. What happened?"

A lump formed in my throat as tears filled my eyes, hot with embarrassment. I was so tired of pretending. I was tired of putting on a fake smile for my mom, for Maya and for everyone at the office.

"My friend... she thinks I'm looking for a guy” I whispered, a single tear escaping and rolling down my cheek. "She was talking about marriage and settling down and living this normal life. And I sat there, lying to her face because I knew if I told her about you, about what we've been doing... she would look at me like I was a stranger”

Erica stayed quiet and then brushed the tear away from my eyes with the soft pad of her thumb, her look turning so tender that it made my knees tremble.

"Does it scare you?" Erica asked quietly. "What they think?"

"It scares me that I don't care anymore” I confessed, my voice breaking. "I spent my whole life trying to be the good girl. I tried to follow all the rules. But when I'm with you... I don't want the rules, Erica. I just want you”

Erica sucked in her breath deeply before releasing it slowly, her eyes became more intense than I’ve ever seen it be, then slid her large palms up the back of my neck, tangling her fingers into my curls and pulled me in until our foreheads rested together.

"Then stop fighting it” Erica murmured against my lips, her warm breath touching my lips. "Stop running from what feels good. Let them have their normal lives, Tiana. You belong right here”

She leaned in and kissed me, slowly teasing my lips in a manner that made me forget how to breathe. My hands found her waist and I started gripping the soft cotton of her shirt. I pulled her closer, deepening the kiss and when I parted my lips to let her tongue in, a soft groan vibrated Erica's chest. In one swift motion she hooked her arms firmly around my waist lifting me effortlessly into her arms.

I wrapped my legs tightly around her hips as she carried me out of the living room and into her dimly lit bedroom. She laid me gently in the center of a massive Queen sized bed covered in dark blue silk sheets, hovering over me like a shadow.

She didn't rush. Her lips slowly mapped a trail of wet, hot kisses behind my ear, down my jaw and onto my collarbone. Her slender fingers worked the buttons of my blouse open one by one, parting the fabric to expose my lace bra and skin. She pressed her mouth to the sensitive skin beneath my throat, trailing slow, burning licks down my ribs and straight to the top of my trousers.

"Look at you” Erica whispered, her voice rough as she unzipped my trousers and pulled them down my legs, leaving me in just my underwear. "So warm. So ready for me”

She slid her hand between my thighs, her fingers sliding over the damp silk of my underwear. I gasped, my hips arching up into her touch on instinct as heat gathered heavily in my stomach.

Erica stood up from the bed. She untied her trousers, letting them fall to the floor, leaving her in nothing. She was stark naked and looked so hot. I was admiring her build when she walked over to the dark wooden nightstand, pulling open the bottom drawer.

My breath froze when she pulled out a sleek black leather strap on paired with a veiny dick toy

I stared at it, my nerves suddenly kicking in. I had seen things like this online but I had never seen one up close, let alone imagined a woman using one on me

Erica stepped into the strap on with ease, adjusting the leather straps snugly over her hips and thighs. She grabbed a bottle of clear, slick lubricant from the drawer and walked back to the edge of the bed.

Before I could react she knelt between my knees, her eyes locking onto mine with total command.

"Ruin me” I whispered, my voice steady and raw, remembering my own confession from earlier. "Ruin me slowly, Erica” I had no idea why I said that but in that moment i knew she was what I wanted

Erica’s expression tightened. She took a water lubricant from her side desk and slicked the toy thoroughly making the brown silicone glisten in the dim light of the bedroom. Then, she leaned over me, placing her hands on either side of my head, her broad body hovering over mine.

The cold, firm tip rested right at my entrance and against my hot, swollen skin.The sight of it alone made me hold my breath, my hands reaching out to grip her shoulders, my nails digging into her skin, my eyes closed as I anticipate her coming in.

"Are you sure, Tiana?" Erica whispered, her voice thick with restraint, her dark eyes searching every inch of my face for a reaction. "Once I push inside you, there's no turning back. Tell me you're sure”

"I'm sure,”I choked out, looking straight into her eyes. "Please, Erica. I want it”

Erica let out a low grow of excitement then pushed forward slowly. A sharp, breathless gasp tore out of my throat as the length began to stretch me, filling me completely in a way I had never felt before. It wasn't like her fingers—it was thick, solid and went deep, stretching my tight body until a wave of intense, overwhelming heat flooded my lower stomach.

"Erica—" I cried out, my hands tightening on her shoulders, my back arching off the silk sheets.

"Shh, I've got you, sweet girl” Erica purred into my ear, her voice surprisingly gentle as she paused, letting my body adjust to the stretch. She kissed my cheek, my jaw and then my mouth, stealing my breathless whimpers while her hips stayed buried deep inside me. "Take it all. You're made for this”

Once she felt my internal muscles relax around her, Erica began to move. She pulled back slowly, almost all the way out, before sliding back in with a firm steady thrust. The sensation was unbearably intense. Every stroke hit a deep, sensitive spot inside me that sent shocks straight to my brain.

Slap. Slap. The soft sound of the dick meeting my skin echoed through the quiet bedroom, mixing with the wet friction of our bodies.

"Oh god” I sobbed out, throwing my head back into the pillows. My hands moved down to grip the sheets, my knuckles turning white as she set a slow, unrelenting rhythm. "Erica... it's too much..."

"It's not enough” Erica growled softly, her pace picking up, her hips driving into mine with powerful, controlled force. She reached down with one hand, her thumb finding my sensitive, swollen clitoris right above where she was filling me.

The combination of the deep, stretching fullness inside me and the sharp, direct pressure of her thumb against my most sensitive spot completely shattered my mind.

I couldn't think. I couldn't remember my name, my job, or the threat of Marcus. There was only the sound of Erica's heavy breathing, the intense friction of her body against mine, and the tight coil building in my lower belly until it felt like I was going to burst.

"Look at me,” Erica commanded, her voice thick and raspy.

I forced my heavy eyelids open. Erica was looking down at me, her face flushed, sweat glistening on her collarbone, her eyes wild with dark satisfaction. She thrust deep one last time, her thumb pressing down hard against my peak.

"Erica!" I screamed.

My body snapped. The orgasm hit me with the force of a freight train, my internal muscles clamping down tightly around the toy inside me in rapid, violent spasms. Blinding white light flashed behind my eyes as a long, shattered cry tore from my throat.

Erica didn't stop. She kept up the steady, deep rhythm right through my peak, driving me deeper into the pleasure until I was whimpering, breathless and completely shivering in her arms.

When she finally pulled back and unbuckled the strap, laying it aside on the floor, she slid under the heavy duvet beside me. She pulled my soft, shaking body against her chest, wrapping her long arms tightly around my waist.

I rested my head on her chest, listening to the fast, heavy thud of her heartbeat beneath my ear. My body was completely spent, hot, slick, and thoroughly used.

"You're incredible” Erica whispered into my hair, her lips pressing a soft kiss to the top of my head.

I closed my eyes, letting the safety of her arms wash over me, completely oblivious to the dark threat waiting for us back at Vanguard Media.