Lustful Paradise

Lucifer took his time with Emelia, enjoying the softness and warmth of her skin beneath his palms. He loved the feel of her warm body under his hands. And the sensual sounds escaping her lips made him grow harder. But he didn't want to rush things.

He wanted to take his time and enjoy this moment for as long as possible.

Lucifer kept massaging her body for some time, moving his hands along the contours of her body and caressing her back. Then he slid his fingers beneath the band of her bra, running them along the edge of the material and slipping them under it.

Each time Lucifer touched her like that, Emelia felt a tingle running down her spine, and her entire being quaked in anticipation. A part of her wanted Lucifer to undo the clasps of her bra and expose her breasts to him. While another part wanted to keep the barriers between them and not allow things to get too far.

The conflicting thoughts inside Emelia confused her, and she didn't know what to do next. But her body responded to his touches, aching to be touched further. And she could not deny the fact that his fingers were making her feel good. It was an exquisite sensation, and she found herself wanting to feel even more.

For a moment, Emelia felt Lucifer remove his hands from her back, and sounds of shuffling reached her ears. But before Emelia had time to process his actions, Lucifer returned his attention to her, and she realized what he had done. Lucifer was now topless, revealing his bare torso and chiseled muscles.

"I feel a little hot, so I removed my top, Ms. Emelia. Is that okay with you?" Lucifer whispered, leaning close to her ear once again.

"Yes, that is okay. It is quite hot inside this room. So, it's no problem." Emelia replied. But she was lying to herself. After all, the air conditioner was running in the background. It wasn't hot at all here.

No, the reason why Emelia felt hot was Lucifer's touch and his body. Her heart raced, and her body reacted, getting warmer with each passing second, burning up.

Lucifer smiled. "That's good. Because now we are the same." He said, referring to their state of half-nakedness. He was shirtless, while Emelia was sitting before him with only a bra covering her breasts and her skirt hugging her hips and thighs. She also wore stockings that encased her slender legs and feet.

Emelia could feel the heat emanating from Lucifer's muscular frame, even though he was not pressed directly against her back. She could smell the faint scent of cologne emanating from him. It was subtle yet masculine and sexy.

"I don't know about that... I still feel a bit too hot." Emelia responded with a nervous laugh, fanning her face with her hand.

"Is that so?" Lucifer questioned and brought his hands to the clasps of Emelia's bra. With one quick flick, her bra fell away, freeing her breasts and letting them hang freely before Lucifer. "Then why don't I make you more comfortable?" He suggested, teasing her with a playful tone. "And let's remove this thing, too. It seems a bit tight for you."

"Luciferrr!!!" Emelia shrieked in surprise as he did so and immediately tried to cover herself by crossing her arms in front of her chest. "Don't just do that. I didn't tell you to remove my bra!" Her voice was laced with panic. She didn't expect him to go this far and take the initiative in undressing her. It shocked her to the core, leaving her flustered and embarrassed.

"I thought you were feeling hot and wanted to cool down." Lucifer teased. "Or did you prefer me to take off your skirt instead?"

Emelia's face reddened as he said that. "No, that's not it!"

"Okay then." Lucifer grinned. "Since I've already taken it off, it's no problem, right?"

"That's not the point. I didn't tell you to remove it." Emelia argued.

"Well, it was tight on your skin and looked uncomfortable. Plus, it's easier to massage you without that piece of clothing." Lucifer retorted. He brought his hands to Emelia's arms, gently pulling them away from her bosom. "Now, please, relax. I will make sure to massage your front, too."

Emelia wanted to protest and argue further, but when Lucifer's strong, warm palms pressed against her arms, she lost all resistance, her body betraying her. She couldn't stop her arms from moving and exposing her naked chest, revealing her round, supple breasts to Lucifer's gaze.

They were perfectly shaped with dark, pinkish nipples, standing proud in their firmness. And the way they jiggled with every movement of Emelia's chest was captivating, enticing, and mesmerizing. Lucifer's mouth watered as he stared at them.

He then reached for them with his right hand and began caressing her breasts with a gentle touch, his fingers tracing lazy patterns around the areolas of her nipples. They responded by hardening and puckering beneath his ministrations, turning into stiff points of pleasure. His other hand traveled across her abdomen and stomach, feeling the softness and smoothness of her skin beneath his palm.

He explored her curves and contours, relishing the sensation of touching her beautiful body.

Soon, Lucifer brought her even more closer, and he leaned against her, his bare chest pressing against Emelia's bare back. He was now seated with his legs on her sides. This caused Emelia to let out another gasp as her naked flesh met Lucifer's muscular body.

She could feel the hardness of his cock pressing against the small of her back, pushing through his shorts. Emelia was shocked by the sheer size of his manhood and couldn't help wondering what it would look like when it came out.

"Sorry about that." Lucifer said as if sensing Emelia's thoughts. "My body seems to have gotten too excited. It's because of your beauty. You can't blame me, right?"

Emelia blushed harder, hearing his compliment. "I can't accept the blame for that. It is not my fault."

"Well, I can't deny the truth." Lucifer replied with a light-hearted chuckle. His hand continued exploring Emelia's torso while his other one cupped and squeezed her breasts. "And the truth is... I feel very attracted to you."

"Mr. Lucifer! Please... That's enough. Stop saying things like that." Emelia said in embarrassment. She didn't understand how a young, handsome man could find an older woman like her attractive.

"But I mean it. I do admire your beauty, Ms. Emelia. I find you attractive and sexy. Your body is just so gorgeous. So perfect.

And your breasts are amazing." Lucifer complimented. He gave both of them a firm squeeze, causing Emelia to gasp. Then he started massaging them again. "See? You react to every single touch. You are very sensitive and responsive.

It's so arousing to touch you, Ms. Emelia. I could touch you all day long." Lucifer whispered in Emelia's ear.

Emelia felt her entire body flush as Lucifer continued complimenting her. She didn't know how to react to such compliments. All her life, Emelia thought of herself as a boring, plain-looking woman. She never expected a handsome young man to call her attractive, let alone someone as handsome and charming as Lucifer. And yet he seemed to think she was attractive.

And it was flattering.