Joel's hand slipped through his hair as he awaited Nima's reply.
He had been going through thousands of emotions with the chat session alone.
Sometimes, he would massage his temple and chide himself for what he sent that the lady could see as an insult.
He knew she wasn't innocent cause he watched her videos and dear lord… he couldn't believe his eyes at how good she was teaching them the use of sex toys.
Those are the only parts he could imagine someone teaching it to her, or she had actually had those experiences or she was naturally gifted and accomplished it by watching adult rated movies as such.
All of the above is a blessing, from Joel's point of view.
Joel decided to push his luck further, and that was when he sent her a message that made her blocked him. He had been prepared for that part since the beginning.
In fact, Joel was in his study with two laptops in front of him.
One was the one he was chatting with, while the other displayed the font of another person's WhatsApp with Nima's picture on the profile picture.
He could even reply to himself if he wanted to. He had hacked her account a hundred per cent and made it go both ways, like they log into one account from a different mobile.
He quickly unblocked himself through the other laptop, displaying her chat interface, and sent her another message.
He felt she would ease up once she realized he was a healthy and handsome man, and it seemed to work.
She was curious, and that was a clue that kept him pushing forward.
Not that he would give up anyway.
The more he chatted with her, think about her, the more he wanted more interactions.
He felt restless like he should be meeting with her already.
Those videos have created so many imaginations in his head, and he couldn't wait to bring them to life.
He replied to the passive message first, knowing there's so much to discuss about his appearance and that could ease the tension his nosiness in her life would bring, because he poked and managed to dig every bit of information that could actually be used to ruin or blackmail her.
He wasn't interested in all that.
He just wanted to explore that heavenly body of hers and to spoil her with money along the way.
Who knows? He also felt he could actually end up with true feelings and dear lord! Joel felt it would be a fucking honour to have her beside him forever.
He closed the tab of the laptop showing her account and opened a Google document he had jotted all his findings.
He began to send them to her.
Title: Tips on how to kiss and tease at same time.
Nima had used a sex doll, but she managed to pull it off, since the lips was just as kissable as a human's one. She made a few touches on the doll that would obviously made a man want to kiss the entire airs out of her lungs, before he will aggressively fuck her.
All this just made Joel hard and his imaginations exploded.
He researched and compared and the result was what he sent to her after the title.
Imitation: Seduction by Heartforcat.
This went on and on till he got to the scene that he would recall by a glance.
Fifty shades of Grey was one of his favorite movies for obvious reasons.
Nima had used some scope to use the couple's method to teach her audience some kinks.
.....
Nima was awestruck and she couldn't stop her itchy heart from reaching out to Emily.
She was so frustrated and nearly forgot how curious she got over his picture.
She felt irritated.
How did he know?
How was that even possible?
Who the heck is this man?
She was already dialing Emily's number, while her heartbeat intensified upon seeing that Joel was typing again.
"Hey Nim." Emily's cheerful voice rang in her ears.
"I'm so fucked up. I'm so done for. Everything is fucking going to get ruined. Someone found me out." Nima's shaky voice worries Emily and a glint of evil passes through her eyes.
No one should hurt her!
Not even her feelings or mood should be tampered with.
With fury blazin in her eyes, Emily had told Nima to calm down and to expect her in minutes.
A figure manifested out of thin air in front of Nima's apartment and the look of discomfort on her face couldn't be missed.
She wanted to barge in, but after the issue got sorted, she would face the query of how she got there so fast.
She looked restless and stared at her wristwatch.
5 minute felt like eternity.
She just needed to say she was around the neighborhood and it took her 5 minute to arrive.
That's believable.
Meanwhile inside the room.
Nima was near pulling out her hair in frustration.
She felt irritated at how much the guy poked his nose in her life and found out so much.
She needed to do something.
She was sweating profusely now.
With shaky hands, she typed.
Nima: You're a total freak to have thought of all this nonsense. I worked hard to make all those…..
She hadn't completed her typing when a few images were sent to her.
She paused, fighting the urge to open them, while dreading what he was typing this time around.
She wasn't motivated to complete her own words, because it was all about feigning ignorance to his claims anyway and she wasn't feeling so confident.
"Angel, I apologized if all those felt like I stalked you and had bad intentions, but believe me, if there's any bad intentions in my mind towards you, It was to see you gagging on my shaft, while I thrust into your throat till you are near passing out.
Then I can fuck you silly and then make you shoot videos with me as your co-host, making you unable to pull yourself together till the shot ended and then, I can fuck you after the shoot."
Nima was perplexed, yet a strange sensation shot through her body and she swallowed hard on her saliva, while her thighs instinctively pressed together.
God! Why was the mood suddenly taking a 360° turn?
That was the last straw for Nima to open his photos and what awaited her was a more lewd picture with him flexing all the perfections nature had gifted him.
His manhood looked more swollen than the first picture he sent.
A short video was among the files, which was what Nima was streaming before Emily stormed in and rushed towards her.
She was expecting Nima in a terrible situation as she sounded on phone, but all she saw was a blushing-wreck woman that couldn't even tear her gaze away from her laptop to acknowledge her presence.
Emily walked over to take a look at what Nima was staring at and her eyes instantly turned a shade of glowing red.
A slow excited growl escaped her lips and in an instant, she vanished from the room, but that was after she had leaned towards Nima's ears and whispered in an illusive tone.
"Mate. Our mate. Claim him."