I Will Destroy You Billionairess

Getting Off

“ How are your classes?” I ask her changing the topic and I know this will have her bolting in two seconds. I'm fighting to stay focused because my mind keeps going back to blonde hair and blue eyes.

“ I don’t want to talk about it.” she replies absentmindedly.

“ Why?”

“ Because I don’t need another lecture on why I’m not performing the way I should and how well you performed. I don't need another reach your potential and how to achieve success discussion.”

She gets up off the bed and I sigh dramatically.

"Are you even applying yourself this time?" I respond and it seems to have struck a nerve.

" What's that supposed to mean?"

" It means you are in an area that you like and you are not thriving. Not because something comes natural to you doesn't mean you shouldn't put any effort in it."

" I am putting effort in my art," she says defensively.

I scoff at her and get more comfortable in the bed.

“ You are lazy Caroline, always have and it seems always will be. The only effort you are putting in is showing up. Stop being an i***t. You need to apply yourself some more, but look at the brightside. At least you are rich.”

She rolls her eyes and jumps off the bed. I can see the steam coming out of her ears as she the door slams behind her and I am grateful to be alone. The truth is the truth, she can be lazy. It makes no sense to pretend or at least she will have the decency to stop wasting money. I am half tempted to insist her fees don't get paid if she doesn't do better and I know it will start a riot especially over the fact thatshe dis inherit her own money so she should be able to do what she wants with it.

Sleep doesn’t seem to be finding me like I expected and I lie there staring at the ceiling. I start to think about blue eyes. What does he do for a living? Does he have a girlfriend? Maybe I should contact him to talk about the house?

No , I shake my head. We are not contacting him. I shake my head to get him off of my mind but all I keep replaying are the scenes when I was in his arms. Blue eyes haunt me and I can feel my body heat up. The thought of his hands running up my thighs and his smell is alone to have my heart racing. I can feel my need rising and I rub my thighs together. Why does he get me so excited?

I sigh in frustration and reach over the bedside table beside me and take out the small pink dildo I only use it in dire emergencies and this was an emergency. The good thing about being busy is that you have no time to focus on a relationship or s****l life. I had achieved that by burying myself into more and more work, making sure there was endless work. When the need did arise I took care of it.

I frown at the thought that I needed a life outside of work but if this worked why should I. I don't need a man. I just need my little friend here. It would take care of my yearning for him.

This was all his fault. Now I will be burdened by him in my mind constantly, work or no work. He had set my body on fire and now I wanted more. The apartment is quiet and I assume Caroline is more than likely sleeping.

I quickly stripped off my shorts and played with in my hand for a while before closing my eyes. His handsome face appeared and I could feel his lips as I played with the toy over my sensitive bud drawing in a gasp from me. I slowly insert it and start moving in and out slowly wishing it was him instead. I can still feel his bulge and it felt big. My breathing starts to increase louder and louder and I increase the pace feeling the pressure build up inside of me.

“ Cain” I tried it out and I feel embarrassed and even weird to even be doing this but his name sounded good on my lips. It felt good.

I increase the pace, squeezing tight around it while one hand works on my breast and I am almost there feeling the sensation rise. My back arches as I call out for him. Maybe wherever he is he will hear me. I close my eyes getting higher and higher. The dildo is slick with my fluids and I am calling his name even more now as I breathe in and out harshly.

" Cain. OH GOD!" my eyes roll in the back of my head.

“Cain?! Oh my God Hailey! I am blind! I cannot believe you are getting off to him!” I hear screaming at my doorway and my eyes fly open. I just want to vanish.

“ Oh my frigging God!” she clamps a hand over her mouth.

I fly up in the bed with vain attempts to cover myself. Caroline is standing in the doorway with her eyes wide open pointing between my legs with her mouth hanging open.

“ What the hell!” I scream back at her. My embarrassment is at an all time high. I scramble to find my shorts and she just stands there with her eyes popping out of her head.

“ What about knocking?!” I shout at her.

“ I heard sounds. I didn’t think you would be going at it!” she shouts back at me.

“ Get out!” I shout at her.

" I thought he was beneath you."

She starts to laugh before slamming the door shut and I just want to bury myself.