Overall, Sasha's apartment was the epitome of luxury and sophistication. It reflected her taste for modern and stylish decor and her appreciation for the finer things in life.
Soon, Sasha and Lucifer stepped into the spacious and luxurious living room, where the sun streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a warm and inviting glow over the modern decor.
Sasha's heels echoed against the marble floor, adding to the sense of sophistication in the room before she kicked them off and headed to the bedroom.
"Make yourself comfortable, boy. I'm going to take a shower. I feel sweaty and gross after the long night. I need a nice shower and some sleep." She called out over her shoulder, disappearing into the master bedroom and leaving Lucifer to his own devices.
But Lucifer didn't listen to her, and instead, he made his way towards the master bedroom, pushing the door open to see his Aunt Sasha in front of the large mirror that adorned one wall.
Her back was facing him, her long and silky hair falling over her shoulders, and she had already removed the cropped top, standing there in her short skirt and black bra.
Lucifer's gaze roamed over her body, taking in the curves and dips of her form. She was truly a sight to behold.
As she began to undo her skirt, the sound of the zipper filled the air, and he couldn't tear his eyes away.
A moment later, she shimmied out of it, revealing the full roundness of her ass, covered by black panties that molded to her shape.
As Sasha disappeared into the bathroom, she left the door open, inviting him to follow if he dared.
And Lucifer did, watching her turn on the water and let it run over her hand, testing the temperature. Once satisfied, she stepped inside and let the water cascade over her body, wetting her skin and making it glisten.
He couldn't help but watch, entranced by the sight of her. Her hands ran over her breasts and stomach as she soaped herself up. His breath quickened as he watched her, feeling a stirring in his pants as she massaged her breasts and stroked her nipples, moaning in pleasure.
Without hesitation, Lucifer took off his clothes, leaving them in a heap on the floor, and joined her in the shower.
"Lucifer?" she said in a questioning tone.
But Lucifer didn't say anything right away as he couldn't control himself and stepped in behind her, wrapping his hands around her waist, his lips on her neck, and his hard member pressing against the crack of her ass.
"Aunt Sasha, you're so irresistible. I couldn't just watch and do nothing," Lucifer murmured as he kissed and licked the soft skin of her neck.
Sasha leaned back into his embrace, enjoying the sensation of his touch, but she knew she had to set boundaries.
"Well, if that's the case, let's just take a shower together then and see how it goes. I could use some company, after all. Just remember to behave yourself, Lucifer. And don't push your luck, or I will kick your ass out of my house," Sasha said with a mix of amusement and firmness in her tone.
Lucifer grinned and grabbed the body wash and poured a generous amount into his hands. He lathered up Sasha's body, running his hands over her curves, enjoying the feeling of her soft, wet skin under his touch. "Okay, I'll behave, Aunt Sasha; I will just enjoy this opportunity with you."