Caught Between My Mate And A Demon

Back at Joel’s home.

He was expressing himself freely because she was a bold lady, courtesy of her work.

He doesn’t feel like she was the type of woman that would need a man that beats around the bush.

He wasn’t this type of man….

To be precise, he hadn’t gone through stress to get women he wanted.

He was aware of how some women in her field like to have fun with men that could make their head spin.

He could make a woman lose herself completely.

Joel believed this mature women didn’t want a man who would be shy to handle them like they wanted.

He was also aware that he could get sued for harassment if Nima isn’t that type of woman.

He just didn’t know what came over him, but he felt like he should say and do anything to get her.

He was currently drying his hair with a towel.

The extent he would go to entice…..

He was well dressed before the idea of a video struck him, and to make it more erotic, he shamelessly went under the shower and recorded himself having a light shower with his thong on.

He flexed his biceps and made poses to give her a good catch of his well chiselled body.

Joel felt those actions would prove some things to him. He would be clear if the girl was innocent or not.

By innocent, he meant his belief that she was inexperienced, but if not, he was sure to deal with an outburst female soon.

Her heart definitely was far from pure. Her actions and imaginations were wild.

The natural reaction she had when she sucked on dildo was out of this world.

God! Joel couldn’t believe he was thinking about that again.

“Bruno, go to your room.” Joel motioned to his husky dog that was lying on the floor next to his desk.

The silvery-gray husky stood up obediently. Joel ruffled his mane.

Wagging his tail, Bruno left the room, and immediately, Joel removed the wet thong he had on and looked around to grab something else to put on.

The time for the show was over, and now all that was needed was talking.

He hoped that would be the last shameless act he would perform with his body.

…

Back at Nima’s condo.

Her eyes still remained glued at the screen of her laptop, which kept replaying Joel’s video.

She felt a soft tickle down her nose and touched it to see blood.

She immediately cursed Joel in her head as she wiped it clean.

Her face was now rosy red, and something couldn’t be shaken out of her mind.

She suddenly jerked up her body and looked around the room before she squinted her face.

She was so sure that someone was present in her room a few minutes ago.

Although transfixed in her conversation with Joel, she could feel a presence or had she imagined it?

And what was this weird thought in her head that Joel must be claimed?

It was as if something was urging her to just jump onto Joel’s want, but that feeling wasn’t strong enough to overshadow her morale as a lady.

Yes, she hosted adult rated videos, but she knew when someone was calling her cheap without using the word.

Like heck, she would let some random stranger screw her because he was hot and sexy.

Nima pushed away the feeling and returned to her chat with Joel.

She had no idea how she couldn’t wait to continue the conversation even though she was feeling tempted but decided on morals.

Nima: *Since you’re so honest and a talented, shameful individual, I won’t sugarcoat my words also. You need to learn how to approach a lady in a respectful manner.*

Joel: *Shameful; that I am. But believe me, angel, I’ve never acted this much for any other woman. You’re exceptional. I saw you, and all I could think about is being with you.*

Did the freaking nosy guy just admit to being promiscuous and being fully aware he acted out of place with her?

Nima was finding it hard to imagine how many screws had loosened in his head.

Nima: *You’re crazy. I don’t want to talk to you.*

Joel: *Angel, give me a try. I will treat you right. You will never regret being with me. We could even try something serious and see where it leads us.*

The fuck is this guy talking about?

Nima facepalm, but she could swear her mind was still drifting to the image of his well toned body.

Something inside her telling her not to play good girl and jump his bone.

Joel: *Okay, let me be your co-host for your videos…. Or let’s just meet once? Perhaps a video call. Angel, let’s take a step into knowing each other.*

Nima: You have blocked this contact.

Nima felt uncomfortable.

Her emotions were a wreck.

Annoyance, arousal, curiosity, worry, feeling insulted and more.

This man had only appeared in her life for a day and she was feeling like the stress of a year fell on her.

Her thighs relaxed from their clench ever since she opened his mouth watering video clip.

She could have sworn she was wet from that alone.

Gosh! Why was her body being so responsive to this stranger?

Nima: *You unlocked this contact.*

What! what! what!

Nima’s eyes widened and before she knew it, Joel’s message came in once again.

It was a voice note.

Now fully irritated, Nima ignored it and typed.

Nima: *How on earth were you doing that? I could have sworn I blocked you twice and somehow it reversed my action.*

Joel could understand now that he wasn’t only being pushy, but creepy as well.

She definitely wasn’t into vulgar approach, hence he changed his tone.

His voice note contains his apology, but Nima refused to open it.

He felt he fucked up.

*Joel is typing*Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

Nima stared at the screen, still perplexed by the whole thing.

Joel: “Goodnight angel. I crossed so many lines today. I apologize if you feel insulted, but I still wish to do all that I said since our conversation began.

I will try a more respectable approach from now. I hope you think about how much this will benefit both of us and give us a go.*

Nima: *Are you for real?*

There was no reply anymore and Nima’s urge won against her resistance and she played his voice note.

Gosh! His voice!

Nima slumped on her couch while listening to his deep sexy voice apologising, while still stuck to the point that he still want to fuck her.

She heard the door to her apartment opening and knew Emily was the one.

She felt confused at the intensity in Emily’s gaze.

“Nima, are you alright? You called me. Who found you out?” Emily questioned as she sat beside her.

Nima shook away her concern and explained what happened to Emily that for some reason looked absent-minded.

“When are you two meeting?” Emily asked and Nima gave her weird gaze.

“You’re kidding right?” Nima asked in disbelief.

“Kidding? How? You need him and he came to you, so why are you pushing him away?” Emily retorted.

“Emily, what’s going on? You just yelled at me over fucking some random nosy stranger. He could be anything and anyone.

And what do you mean by I needed him, like you set him up for me or something….” Nima felt like things weren’t adding up.

Emily had never even frowned at her, but she glared when she gave her response.