Lustful Paradise

"Good. Monica Lawson..." Lucifer turned towards the computer, looking at the information of the lawyer in front of him. "She seems experienced in her field and has won several difficult cases. Considering the reputation of the firm and the high fee required to hire her, we should be in good hands. Plus, with our evidence against Samuel and his scandalous private life, it is unlikely that he would risk making a scene about the divorce. However, to be on the safe side, get some private detectives to keep an eye on Samuel Jones. We need to know what he\'s up to, where he goes, and who he meets."

"Yes, sir." Claire said as she started typing on her tablet again. "Will that be all?"

However, instead of replying, Lucifer pulled her into his lap and gave her a lustful stare. "No, that won\'t be all. Now that everything has been said... I think you deserve a little reward for the hard work."

Without allowing her to protest, he leaned in and placed his lips on hers. Claire\'s eyes widened, and her body jolted at the sudden contact, but her reflexes were quick enough to react swiftly.

In an instant, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him close to her body while pressing her soft mounds against his chest. Then, closing her eyes, she surrendered herself to the passionate kiss of the person she cared for the most, letting him taste and explore her mouth with his tongue.

As they kept their lips locked, Lucifer began unbuttoning Claire\'s blouse while she unfastened his belt and started stroking his manhood through the fabric of his pants. Their tongues continued their dance, twisting and entangling with each other in a lustful and romantic way, making them enjoy every second of it as their caressing hands worked to remove their clothes.

Suddenly, before they could continue, the intercom on his desk buzzed, signaling an incoming call from the reception desk. Upon hearing the noise, they pulled away from each other and took deep breaths, taking a moment to compose themselves.

Lucifer reached out to press the button on the intercom, accepting the call. "Yes?"

"Hello, sir." A gentle voice responded from the other side. "There is a woman here asking to meet you. She claims to be someone you won\'t refuse to see."

"Who is it?" Lucifer asked while he gazed at Claire, admiring her perfect body now that her blouse was open, exposing her stunning breasts clad in a lacy white bra. "What\'s her name?"

"Her name is Vivian Miller. May I ask what we should do with her? If she is an unwelcome guest, I can send her away." The voice replied with a professional tone.

"Vivian Miller? It\'s okay. Let her in. I\'ll meet her." Lucifer said without thinking twice.

The woman on the other end paused for a second, probably in confusion, but didn\'t hesitate to answer. "Understood, sir. I will send her in right away."

Once the connection was cut, Lucifer turned to face the beautiful woman who sat on his lap and smiled at her. "I am sorry, Claire. But we will have to postpone this for now."

Claire stared at him with a disappointed look, clearly not pleased by the sudden interruption. Still, after letting out a sigh, she got up and started fixing her disheveled appearance, buttoning up her blouse again. "Very well. It seems like my presence is no longer needed here."

"I am sorry." Lucifer apologized once more as he fastened his belt again. "Don\'t be mad. We will continue this later. Besides, don\'t you have tasks to do?"

"... Whatever. Just make sure not to keep me waiting the next time. After you gave the Mark to me, I have been yearning for your touch a lot more often now." Claire remarked with a sultry voice and leaned in to peck his lips. "See you later then."

Lucifer nodded and watched her turn around to head toward the door, swaying her hips in a provocative manner, catching his attention. \'She is right. Ever since I branded her with my Mark, she has become much hornier, and also... I can\'t help myself from wanting her more often lately. Not just her, but all the people I branded. The pleasure of sex keeps getting more addicting the more we indulge ourselves together. This can either be a good thing... or a bad thing...\'

As he considered this situation in his mind, his secretary reached for the handle and opened the door, stepping outside into the hallway without another word.

"Vivian Miller..." Lucifer muttered, tapping the armrest of his chair. "What could Aunt Vivian want from me? For her to come all the way out here means that the reason is important. Otherwise, she wouldn\'t bother. But Gwen didn\'t mention anything about her mother wanting to meet me, so that can only mean one thing: She\'s hiding it from Gwen. Should I expect trouble now?"