(Joyce's POV)
I saw myself scrolling through my phone as soon as the lecture was over. I couldn't even get anything from the class as I wasn't really attentive and also never bothered to ask any questions about the subject. I guess Peter could brief me about it later.
We had said our goodbyes for the day after he encouraged me to 'kick-some-ass' in the interview I was going to do at SCREAM TV the next day.
There I was, showing a keen eye to the comment Finn had made under my picture I had posted on Face book. I replied.
"Oh you bad boy. I dare you to make me wet with your fantasies. " Totally lost in the moment, I didn't realize I was the last person in the lecture hall already.
It wasn't long before I got an inbox.
"I enjoy dares, but you better get ready to buy yourself a new pad, just like before."
I chuckle at the sight of the message Finn sent me.
Coincidentally, he was currently online when I replied to his comment on my picture. I forgot about my worry of Finn's true identity when the conversation began.
"Don't get cocky, bad boy. Your words are tempting, but not enough to get me wet. I believe you need to put your cock in me for that. " I was persuaded.
"No no no, my foxy. Imagine my lips gently caressing your neck, scrolling down to your bosom while I rub my hands on your sexy thighs. "
I clenched my boobs. Obviously, I was only trying to provoke him, and he loved it.
"Imagine me sucking your boobs like a darling little baby and looking straight into your eyes as I nibble your nipples gently while you moan with pleasure.
My hands run down the length of your sexy black bodycon dress, feeling your warm, thick thighs. Taking it from bottom to top beside your wet pussy. "
Oh, how I wish he was physically doing these naughty things he wrote to me right now. I bit my lip as my pussy became wet. Finn had once again made me uncontrollably horny right then and there.
"Then I threw you on the bed, making your bosom bounce like crazy. I sucked the life out of them one more time, leaving traces of my saliva on them.
I spread those legs opposite each other, leaving your pussy exposed to me. Your red underwear is all wet already as you crave for pleasure with your mouth wide open.
I sniff them while maintaining seductive eye contact with you. Slowly, I kiss from above your thighs to beneath as you gasp for breath with each kiss, finally arriving at the pussy.
I shift your underwear to the side and grunt on your pussy as you moan to my pleasure."
At this point, I closed my eyes while biting my lips, meditating on each word and imagining a scenario with what Finn had written. I caressed my bosom as I became more wet.
"Omg!" I replied to Finn. I was speechless, and he knew he'd won me over again, because he responded with a smiley face with a horn emoji.
"Joyce!" I snapped and saw Kareen waiting for me by the entrance of the lecture hall with a glare.
She usually escorts me to a campus gate before departing for her hostel. Yes, Kareen stayed at the school's hostel.
I used to too in my first and second years before my dad helped remodel my old grandpa's apartment, where I moved too, because it was quite close to campus. He inherited it from his father when he passed away.
It wasn't much though, but it was very comfortable for me. It consists of a bedroom, a toilet, a dining room, and a living room.
Kareen comes to visit once in a while and has spent the night multiple times. We're even thinking about having a sleepover soon.
I felt a little embarrassed and didn't say a word as she escorted me. We walked out of the building in silence. The atmosphere was getting super intense when someone had to break it.
"What naughty shit did he say this time?" Kareen teasingly asked, waving her hands in the air.
I gave her a smile without a word. At this point, I knew she caught me red-handed and so I brought out my phone and showed her the message. She went expressionless for a couple of seconds, reading the messages while I held a chuckle in my mouth.
At last, her once expressionless face was filled with agape. She looked at me with an astonishing look and then back at the message.
"Wow, wow, wow!" That was the most erotic shit I've ever read. My God! " She yelps.
I let out a chuckle. Kareen just stared at me with her hands on her mouth.
"Your Finn of a lover can see through women. I mean, I would want that to be done to me by my one and only Xavier. " She blushes as she says it.
"Oh Kareen, since when did you become naughty?" I teased her with a smile.
"Hey, every lady has that side of hers. She just needs the right guy to unlock it. "
Kareen was actually right. There's no one who doesn't like a little bit of naughtiness from their crush, partner, or someone they really like.
I find my relationship with Finn a distraction from the stress on campus, so I am satisfied. That was also the reason why I didn't block him right away from the beginning.
In my own words, he was naughtily charming, and now I'm superglued to him.
We chatted for a couple of minutes later before I bid farewell to Kareen at the campus gate. She knew I was going for the interview at SCREAM TV tomorrow morning and wished me good luck.
I got home early from the taxi I took and toss my jacket and bag to the side. The night was still young as it was after 7. I planned on going to bed early too, and being energized for tomorrow's interview.
I made sure to finish everything I would do that night before touching my phone again, including having my dinner.
I jumped onto my bed wearing my pyjamas and my phone in my hands. I revisited my earlier chat with Finn, and my sexual desire tried to spring up again, but I controlled myself.
"I want you to tell me about yourself. Who are you?" It is funny how, over two months of chatting, this is the first time I asked him this question.
I went to his profile to look at his profile picture again. He was handsome, with a touch of Superman's style to his hair.
He looked aesthetic in the picture, with his sexy veins showing in his arms.
I knew this because he was sitting down with his left hand resting on his knee. Shortly after, a message popped up in my notifications.
"That's why we are meeting on Saturday, right?" so we can finally know each other's background.
Reading it made me gasp for breath in anxiety. I wondered what would happen between us on our first meeting.