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. 

As they glanced down her body, those blue eyes were filled with raw, naked desire. 

It was unusual to see the mask he had always worn as if he were concealing something.

Azazel’s huge hands wrapped around Eve’s shoulders, passing across her collarbone and right down to her chest. 

The slip held by the ribbon across her shoulders was pulled off with a single touch. 

A huge hand cupped her swelling breasts. 

Azazel flexed his thumbs and stroked Eve’s nipples vigorously.

“Aah!”

The erect pink nipples tightened from the intense pinching and straining. 

It should have hurt, but her sensitive body interpreted the discomfort as excitement. 

She clamped her legs together as the throbbing beneath her tickled again. 

Eve let out a little moan, and Azazel kissed her passionately.

Hot breath and saliva mixed. 

Eve eagerly accepted the tongue that pressed against her body. 

Her awareness vanished with the sound of his wet breath. 

The heat of his body crushed into hers, their bodies pressed together with no space in between, and she could feel his throbbing cock through the thin fabric of his shirt. 

Eve went for the bulge that pushed against her lower tummy, grabbing it as it rose above her jeans.

“Mmm.”

Azazel’s moans escaped his lips. 

Eve hooked her tongue around Azazel’s, who flinched and attempted to draw back, while her hand stroked the thick shaft, which was too large to grasp completely. 

When Eve touched Azazel, he let out another low sigh. 

The sound resonated throughout his body, prompting Eve to lower her fingers and untie Azazel’s belt.

Eve slightly turned her head, interrupting the kiss and asking, “Do I need to undress you with my hands?”

Azazel entirely lost his sanity after Eve provoked him. 

He rapidly removed his remaining garments and ripped off the white slip that he had wanted to tear apart since he first saw it, dropping it to the floor near the bed. 

Swallowing Eve’s moist, scarlet lips, Azazel placed his hand between her legs. 

As his hand explored the dampness and stroked the crimson flesh, Eve let out a lustful moan.

“Ugh.”

Azazel swallowed the moan and rubbed the inflamed skin. 

The fluid that moistened his fingers confirmed her desire even before he touched her, driving his own erection to hurt almost horribly, but Azazel disregarded the strain rising in him. 

It wasn’t time yet. 

When Azazel squeezed hard on Eve’s bulging clitoris, she arched her back and made an even more sensuous sound than previously.

“Ah!”

Eve’s thighs trembled gently. 

Azazel, smearing her secretions on her labia, pushed his moist fingers inside her narrow entrance. 

Eve scowled as she remembered the rough fingers that had nearly torn her apart in her fantasies.

“…Does it hurt?”

After all, wasn’t this the place for something larger than a finger? 

He expected the discomfort to pass once she got used to it. 

Azazel, with veins visible on his neck and heavy breathing, appeared frantic. 

Desperate enough to make Eve anxious. 

Nonetheless, Azazel paused before moving his face closer to hers.

“You like my face, don’t you?”

Eve blinked. 

So Azazel was telling her to bear the discomfort by looking at his lovely face. 

She couldn’t stop laughing, unsure if it was because she thought it was ridiculous or because he was so cute.

Azazel pushed another finger inside at that time. 

He kissed the corner of Eve’s smiling mouth and promised not to hurt her.

Eve nodded, remembering the huge erection that filled her hand. 

Clearly, that magnitude could not be fully accommodated simply by loosening up with a few fingers. 

Eve, on the other hand, was confident in the sex she had had thus far.

“Even though it feels like it might tear, it never actually does. It’s okay.”