I Became My Son's First Love

Chapter 55

"You knew that Dane was interested in me, didn't you?"

Azazel's beautiful lips curled slightly.

"That's true, but it's not something to be concerned about right now. You seem to like me more than Father."

Azazel whispered as if it was apparent. "I am prettier, aren't I? In numerous ways."

Eve made a dispassionate assessment by removing Azazel's hand from her cheek.

"That's arrogance."

"Is it not? If you didn't think I was attractive, you wouldn't have accepted me."

Azazel gently stroked Eve's fingers. "I'll decide whether to agree with you or not after I try it."

Eve gripped Azazel's collar tightly and commanded.

"So, take it off now."

Eve smirked slyly, as if taunting Azazel, whose eyes were wide open.

It was always exciting to watch his lovely face crumple because of her.

She appreciated how only she could see this side of him, but she also enjoyed taking the initiative in their relationship.

Despite his typical bravado, he froze like a prude whenever she actively responded to his approach, which was adorable.

As he stated, it was evident in these moments that he was a virgin.

But she didn't need a cute man right now.

Eve whispered in a seductive tone, provoking Azazel.

"Dane came prepared when I invited him over."

Azazel's frozen look changed.

He raised an eyebrow and inquired.

"...What?"

"What else? He was ready for bed. You also came prepared, didn't you?"

Eve's stare went up and down his body, analyzing him, prompting Azazel to close his eyes tightly and then reopen them.

"Ha. Seriously..."

Azazel sighed, and his eyes clouded. I

t appeared like the provocation had worked.

Eve stretched out to him.

For the first time, she gave complete consent.

***

A hand glided lightly across his broad shoulders, effortlessly untangling his clothing.

Azazel took in a little breath.

When she touched his torso, the unbuttoned shirt swiftly fell.

The man and lady on the bed rubbed their hands greedily over each other's bodies.

Blood surged to his cock as his gaze drew in the curves of a body so white and smooth he wanted to bite and mark.

While Azazel held back the impulse to bite and swallow the pink nipple showing through the slip, Eve stroked her fingers slowly down his pectoral muscles to his lower belly.

She didn't want to think about Dane or the man of her dreams, but there wasn't anyone else to compare them to.

Azazel had a little thinner waist than Dane, but his muscles were more pronounced.

'Is it because he's young?'

Eve smirked as she looked up at Azazel again.

She found herself looking back at him.