Mysterious CEO's Last Surrogate

Chapter Twenty

He ambled towards her and held her from the back, his hand pressed on her mouth. Danica was

frightened. From his scent, she knew it was the supposed parent. Danica wanted to speak but only a

hum came out with his hand pressed on her mouth. When she calmed down, Loney swung her around

and covered her soft lips with his moist one. Danica's heart thumped. She had so many questions but

she feared angering him and losing the chance to get pregnant.

Since Loney was taller, bigger and stronger he towered over her, as his tongue dominated hers, his

hand stroked her silky hair. She didn't know how to respond. She recalled his words through Paul when

he suspected her of enjoying the sex. Therefore, she swallowed the moans trying to escape. Loney

wasn't so gentle. He seemed to be in a hurry. He tore her nightie and carried her to the bed. Danica

showed no resistance, as he took off his pyjamas. She felt his hard chest on her soft breast.

Loney's lips were still on hers, his right fingers traced the borders of her soft inner thighs, the

roundness of her breasts—hit every inch of her, with a soft, barely-there touch. Danica struggled to

continue swallowing her moans. She didn't want him to know that she was enjoying it but the sensation

was so intense that her muscles began to tighten, her upper thighs began to quiver. She broke out in a

light sweat and it felt as if a faucet was being turned on inside her. She shook violently as she had her

release but Loney wasn't done.

His plan seemed to have changed the moment he realized she was awake. His fingers continued to

caress her. He captured her nipple in his mouth, his finger stroking her clitoris, as he gently inserted a

finger into her wet, tight hole. Danica curled her toes, her muscles tensed. Loney Knelt and straddled

her left leg while she turned to her left side. From there, he bent his right leg around the right side of

her waist—allowing full access to her pussy.

With your Danica on her side, Loney continued to stimulate her clitoris with his finger, as he turned hard

with her wetness. He held the shaft of his hard manhood with his left hand, rubbed the head against

her clitoris. He started soft and slow, then increased the speed and pressure, pushing in and out of her,

the flapping sound of skin to skin being the only sound made. When he was close to having his

release, he pulled out, held on for a few seconds then reinserted. He ensured to hit her G-spot roughly,

arousing a blend of pain mixed pleasure, while maintaining his clitoral connection.

Danica felt the peripheral of her body, the tips of her fingers, the inside of her knees, the tips of her

toes, the top of her head all began to vibrate and hum with electricity, as the sensation then enveloped

her core and pulsed through her stomach, chest and thighs, as she had her release the second time.

Finally, the sensation crescendoed with a full release of tension, stress and pain, then left her feeling as

though there are thousands of tiny effervescent bubbles slowly gliding across her skin. She was too

exhausted to notice that Loney had pulled out at the time when he wanted to release, used his fingers

to massage the tips of his shaft and had his release. Therefore, he did not plant a seed.

He cleaned himself and Danica with a wet towel and as usual, tiptoed to his room after covering up the

sleeping Danica. He dressed up and just like that, he left.

Danica woke up the next morning with body aches and hickeys. She was secretly beginning to

appreciate the supposed parent coming in when she was asleep because being awake, the memory

began to haunt her. She recalled everything that happened except his face. She recalled the divisions

of his hard muscular body, the pain mixed with pleasure she felt. It all haunted her but she comforted

herself with the fact that she was going to get pregnant this time, not knowing that Loney hadn't planted

a seed.

*******

At Danica's house

"Do you want me to go with you to see a Doctor?" Jones had dropped off Daniella after their driving

practice. He was getting more and more concerned with Daniella not being able to recall everything

and wanted to help as much as he could.

Daniella's heart thumped in her chest. She suspected that something like this might happen but she

hadn't been able to find a reasonable excuse. She perceived how difficult it was to pretend to be who

you are not. "It's okay. Don't be bothered. I'll go with Herty," she tried to hide her nervousness.

Jones shook his head and said, "so typical of you Danica. At least, that is one thing you haven't lost."

Daniella was confused. 'Did he find out anything?' She won't know unless she asked, "what is that?"

"You always refused my help in everything but this time, I insist," Jones sternly said.

Daniella broke out in cold sweats, her heart rate increased. "Okay, I will go with Herty but if nothing

good comes out, I will go with you the next time," she tried to sound convincing.

Jones sulked in disapproval but did not utter another word. Just as Daniella was about to alight from

the car, she abruptly turned around, her face meeting Jones's. Instinctively, she circled her hands

warmly around him. Jones frowned, Danica never behaved like that. She never spared him a hug. They

were close friends but far fetched was the term intimacy. They both had the principle of preserving

themselves till marriage therefore, it was better to avoid the temptation. "Are you alright?" Jones asked

when Daniella pulled away from the hug.

"Yes. Thank you very much," Daniella said, not being able to decipher the underlying understanding

behind Jones' words.

"You are welcome but it's just strange because you never did that before. You never allowed anything

beyond a pat on the back."

Daniella blushed with embarrassment. Jones was too different from every guy she met. She wondered

why she never met him before. Jones accorded her with so much care, respect and dignity. "I see.

Thanks for reminding me."

After she alighted from the car, Jones waited for her to get into her house before he drove off. Daniella

realized that sounds were coming from the room and was appalled. Instantly, she thought about Herty.

She was the only one with a spare key. When she entered the living room, indeed Herty was sitting on

the couch watching the news on tv. "What are you doing here at this time of the night?" Daniella asked

Herty.

Herty glanced at Daniella in Danica's clothes sparingly and said, "I've been here since four hours ago."

Daniella yawned, "are you sleeping over? I'm very tired."

Herty turned serious, "we need to talk, Daniella."

"Isn't it better you call me Danica so you don't mistakenly call me Daniella in public?" Daniella said,

lowering herself into the sofa beside Herty.

"Do you even think about your sister?" Herty was getting worried about Daniella's closeness with Jones

and she wasn't enthused about it.

"Whether I think of her or not, she isn't coming back anytime soon. I'm sure she still isn't pregnant

because the second part of the money hasn't reflected in her account. I need money to buy a house.

This one is too small," Daniella blurted out to Herty's amazement.

"How can you be so heartless? You aren't even thinking of how your sister is faring and all you think

about is money. Why don't you find a job?"

"Look, the only place where I'll be fit to work is the club and I know you won't like that so that settles it."

Herty endeavoured to overlook Daniella's selfishness and focus on tbe most crucial part. "Daniella, why

did you go out with Jones? He was almost Danica's fiance."

"You said almost. He isn't her fiance and he's a nice guy, except that he isn't a billionaire. He has a cute

house and a Mercedes but he would have been so hot if he had like a Ferrari or Rolls Royce, you know

what I mean? But in a nutshell, he isn't bad and whether he marries me or Danica, I think the only

difference is the name. My sister and I have the same features," Daniella blurted out carelessly.

"I disagree. Your sister is kind, loving and god fearing but you, you are selfish and that is a major

difference," Herty sarcastically said. She knew Daniella was up to no good from the onset.

Daniella was unfazed about Herty's remark. To her, she is a good girl for as long as she stopped

visiting the club. "Whatever you describe it but I'm going to bed," she said, stood up and headed

upstairs. Jerry felt uneasy with her behaviour.

"I'm going to tell Jones the truth," Jerry revealed with remorse.

Daniella was unfazed. She knew that Herty loved her sister, which made her envious of Danica. She

felt that throughout their life, Danica has received people's love and approval in contrast to her. Even

Herty looking out for her was solely because of Danica. Therefore she spat out, "that Danica is making

babies for a man for money? No, you won't. Goodnight, Herty, You can sleep in Danica's room if you

want to stay." Daniella let out and ran up the stairs

Herty gawked in disbelief as she thought of how to have another chat with Danica.This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.