A Wrong Surrogate for the CEO-Chapter 114: Her memory gradually returns

STEAMY EPISODE

"We’ll get back to you as soon as possible. Thank you so much for coming," Lara said as she nodded at a woman sitting before her.

The woman nodded back, and there was a small smile on her lips. She glanced at Curtis who wasn’t paying any attention, nodded again, and walked out of the door.

As soon as the door closed behind her, Lara heaved a sigh and leaned back on the couch.

"What do you think? I think she’s nice, just a little bit nervous," Lara said to her husband.

Curtis shook his head. "No. She’s not a good fit."

A frown furrowed on Lara’s face. "What do you mean, no? She passed all of our requirements. And she has the experience. Her nervousness is probably because of you. You were glaring so hard at the poor woman," she quipped.

Curtis sighed as he held his wife’s gaze.

"Trust me, baby. That woman is a no. She was practically eye fucking me. You might have missed the signs, but women have been throwing themselves at me for years. I know an admirer when I see one. This one will go through extreme lengths just to sleep with me, and I am not willing to hire someone who would rather fuck me than look after our kids. So no. She might have met all the requirements, but she’s still a no," he stated firmly.

Lara stared at him for a long, long moment before she sighed and looked away.

"Fine. If you insist."

Curtis moved closer to plant a kiss on her forehead. "Come on, baby. You don’t have to look so dejected. We’ll find someone else, I promise."

Lara nodded at his words, but her expression remained slightly downcast.

"I know we’ll find someone, but when will that be? I am so exhausted. I didn’t sleep well last night and neither did you. I don’t know, but...babies are so stressful," she whined.

Curtis carried her into his lap and kissed her hair.

"Take deep breaths, my love. We’ll find a nanny for the kids soon. But before that, I’ll be here to take care of them with you. We are their parents, it doesn’t matter how stressful caring for them is. It’s our responsibility," he said softly.

Lara shook her head as she settled comfortably on his chest.

"Now you’re making me feel bad about wanting a caretaker," she huffed. Curtis laughed but said nothing, gently rubbing her back.

Lara relaxed into his touch and her eyes fluttered close. Having him carry her on his lap like she weighed nothing more than paper makes her feel like a baby.

A large, cherished, baby.

Very gradually, Curtis’s touch turned from reassuring to... sexual.

His hands slipped into her clothes, and Lara shivered at how warm his hands were on her skin.

A small moan slipped past her lips when his hands trailed over her skin, and when he brushed his fingers over her breasts, Lara arched into his touch.

Curtis leaned in, his lips brushing against hers softly. Gently.

"Do you want to do this?" he whispered into her lips. Lara closed her eyes and nodded at his words, aching for his touch.

"Say it. Tell me what you want," he insisted. Lara’s eyes fluttered open, and even though Curtis’s hands were still hovering over her breasts, even though she could feel a rapidly growing mold beneath her, Lara had gotten to know Curtis enough to realise that he wasn’t going to do anything if she didn’t ask.

So she said: "I want you to...make love to me."

A feral grin spread across his lips, and without wasting time, Curtis started to devour his wife.

He kissed her long and hard, his hands squeezing her boobs roughly. Lara gasped into his mouth as she grinded against his fully hard dick.

When Lara couldn’t take it anymore, she broke the kiss and started to frantically unbutton his shirt.

Curtis lifted her dress over her head, and in a few seconds, they were both very naked and incredibly horny.

"You have such perfect tits, fuck," he growled as he leaned down to take one in his mouth. Lara yelped as his teeth gently bit down on her nipple, and she let out a long moan when he lapped her boobs so hard.

She was dripping wet now, and she knew he could feel it. Her pussy juices slid down her legs and dripped on his cock, and Lara knew it was only a matter of time before he got tired of sucking and squeezing her boobs like they were his lifeline.

Sure enough, Curtis stopped his assault on her breasts. Without saying a word, he lifted her up, and slowly guided his dick into her pussy.

He was so huge.

Lara gasped at the intrusion, and tears slid down her face at how deep, how thick he was.

When she was seated all the way to the hilt, her legs started to shake.

"Open your eyes, baby. Look at me," Curtis rasped. Her eyes blinked open, hazy and shrouded with desire.

"Am I hurting you?" he asked, throbbing inside her. Lara shook her head.

"Good. Now be a good girl and ride my dick," he commanded.

Lara nodded again as she held on to his shoulders.

She lifted herself off his cock until only the head was left, then she sank down. Fast. The action made him slide even deeper, and Curtis let out a loud moan when Lara arched her back, threw her head back, and started to ride him with reckless abandon.

Her breasts swayed with every stroke, and Lara was moaning non stop as his thickness rubbed against her inner walls. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

"Fuck, you’re a masterpiece. Look at you, riding me like the good girl you are," Curtis drawled as he stared up at her.

He placed his hands on her waist, guiding each deep, mind numbing thrust. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the air, and Lara’s lips parted as she rode her husband hard and deep.

Curtis orgasm hit him like a wave. He howled as he exploded, his eyes wide as the pleasure wrecked him over and over again.

Lara rode him through the orgasm, her own coming instantly after his.

They rode the high together, holding on to each other and gasping for breath.

Lara’s eyes fluttered open, and as she stared at her husband, she started to remember.

Her memory slowly made its way back into her brain.