However, as the lesson progressed, Emelia began to feel a bit strange. The room felt warmer, and the air was filled with a sweet fragrance. It wasn't overpowering, but it was enough to distract her and cause her mind to wander. And it didn't help that she could feel Lucifer's eyes on her body every time he glanced at her, his gaze roaming freely across her curves, lingering here and there.
Emelia tried her best to ignore it, focusing instead on teaching her student and explaining concepts to him. But it was proving difficult, especially since she was aware that Lucifer was looking at her, undressing her with his eyes.
And soon enough, her own thoughts turned dirty, and her heart pounded inside her chest, sending warm blood rushing to her cheeks and making her feel hot all over. Her breathing quickened slightly, and she had trouble keeping herself composed as she felt desire building within her. It was getting hard to resist the urge to reach out and grab him and do naughty things with him.
It wasn't just her body reacting to the sight of the handsome young man in front of her, but also her heart. It felt like she was in her youth having crush feelings toward the popular boy in school again. It was such an intense sensation that made her forget everything else. It made her forget about her duties and responsibilities. All she wanted was to spend more time alone with him.
This feeling was familiar to her, but at the same time, completely new and exciting.
'Sigh. Why is this happening? Am I not a faithful wife anymore?' Emelia thought as she tried to calm herself down. But it was no use.
'But it's okay, right? I am allowed to have some naughty thoughts and fantasies once in a while, right? As long as I keep it inside me, then everything will be alright.'
She told herself that it would be okay. That she wouldn't let anything bad happen.
That she was in control.
Emelia chuckled. "No, of course not. We're both adults, and we can put that behind us."
"That's nice. But..." Lucifer suddenly fell silent, looking thoughtful, before speaking again. "Would you still want to get a massage? You seemed tense at your office and were eager for a massage."
The moment Emelia heard his offer, she froze, and a deep crimson spread across her face. The memories of what happened at the office flashed through her mind. It was something she didn't wish to remember. 'Massage? Why would I accept his massage offer?' She thought to herself. But before she could decline, another voice inside her whispered, 'What if you give it a try?
Maybe you will enjoy it... Besides, you deserve some pampering after working hard all day... Don't you agree?'
She didn't know whether this voice belonged to her inner self or her devil, but it sounded so persuasive that it made sense.
'I guess it won't hurt to accept it, right? Just a simple back rub.' Emelia reasoned to herself. 'Yes. It won't hurt anyone... Just a small massage... That's it...
It won't lead to anything else.'
But deep down, Emelia knew she was only trying to convince herself and that she wanted Lucifer's hands all over her body again. To touch her. Caress her. Massage her. And feel good in the process. It sounded heavenly to Emelia, and she craved this type of pleasure.
She had never felt this kind of need for excitement in her life, and the idea of it sent chills through her spine.
'No, I can't...' she tried to resist the temptation. 'It would be cheating if I did. I am a married woman...'