All Chapters of The Cruel Millionaire's Surrogate: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

AnthonyNori stood between my legs, and I rocked her gently from side to side, trying to keep her preoccupied. Takeoff was rough on both of my girls. Nori cried and couldn’t be calmed until I placated her with one of her favorite soft shortbread cookies. Simone looked as if her life was flashing before her eyes. Her nails almost pierced through the leather armrest, and for the briefest moment, my mind wandered, wondering how it’d feel for those same nails to be scratching down my back. I shook the dirty thoughts from my head and focused on calming her. I whispered words of encouragement to her, and Nori pitched in by offering her a cookie. I chuckled when the cookie crumbled in Simone’s hand, leaving behind dust and crumbs. Simone didn’t relax until we reached cruising altitude and had her first glass of wine.“Mama,” Nori said, swatting at her mother, who passed out after her third glass. I used my legs to lean Nori out of the striking zone to her mother. “Mama!”“Nori, leave your mo

Simone“Mmmm. Mama. Mama. Mama,” Nori cooed as she brought her fingers to her lips.“I know you’re hungry. The food should be here soon,” I said, dressing her in her bathing suit. I slipped pink cage-toed jellied sandals on her and set her on her feet. “You are officially beach-ready, but I’m far from it. Let’s find your dad so I can get ready in peace.”I left the bedroom suite I shared with Nori to track down her father. Did I want to share a room with Anthony? Yes, but Nori had other plans. Last night consisted of a vicious cycle of me putting her down and tiptoeing out of the bedroom, only to return two minutes later when she popped her head up and started crying. By the fourth time, I waved the white flag and stayed. Either Nori Rene Livingston was blocking, or she was afraid to sleep alone in an unfamiliar place. I decided to give her the benefit of the doubt and settled on the latter.We walked in on Anthony doing his leg stretches, and Nori didn’t hesitate to try to tackle him

Anthony“Nori…I finally get you to myself,” I sighed contentedly. “No Mommy to interrupt father-daughter time. How does that sound?” I was stunned when Nori’s bottom lip started to wobble and her gray eyes turned into wet pools of mercury.When did she become such a Mama’s Girl?“Baby, don’t cry. We’ll hit up the splash pad and have lunch together by the poolside. It’ll be amazing.”“Mama,” she cried, looking around as if she just realized Simone was gone. I’d booked her a morning in the spa and a lunch reservation at one of the hotel restaurants as a birthday gift from Nori. Between me and Nori, Simone rarely had time to herself because we were greedy for her attention.“I can assure you that Mama is being well taken care of.”“Mama!” she shrieked, continuing to cry.“Daddy’s here,” I said, reassuring her as I rubbed her back.“Mama!”The suite door swung open, and Simone entered with a glass of champagne in her hand. She looked like sheer perfection in her yellow spaghetti-strap max

SimoneI moaned when Anthony sucked my tongue as he caressed my thighs. The caresses quickly turned into painful grasps, resulting in his fingertips being buried into my flesh. I didn’t mind. I wanted him to mark me and make me his. He pulled away, leaving me breathless, with the sound of my blood rushing in my ears like the waves that slammed against the yacht’s hull.It was finally my birthday, and instead of dining at a high-end restaurant surrounded by strangers, Anthony thought it’d be a good idea to take his new toy, The Jade Mermaid, out to sea. He hired a small crew consisting of a captain and first mate, who doubled as an engineer, to take us out a couple of miles from shore. He cooked my favorite meal—creamy tomato blackened salmon and shrimp pasta and paired it with a triple-digit bottle of white wine that I enjoyed more than I cared to admit. He cut me off after two glasses but reassured me he’d keep the wine fridge at home stocked with it. My birthday cake put the biggest

{Simone}My back arched, and my fingers tightened around the comforter as Anthony’s tongue flicked my clit. It was my first time. He’d barely done anything, and my legs were already shaking. My teeth sank into my bottom lip, keeping me from begging for relief.“Oh, God!” I shouted when his tongue met my entrance.“Oh, shit, Simone,” he groaned, diving back in. “You taste so fucking good, baby.” He continued to lap at my pussy like it was the coveted Fountain of Youth. I seized when he licked from my entrance to my clit. He wrapped his lips around it and suckled, bringing me to an entirely different high.“Anthony…it’s too much,” I whined, feeling my orgasm creep up.“Too much? I haven’t even put it in yet,” he taunted before sucking my labia into his mouth. He released it with loud pops, making it swollen and angry from the abuse, before turning his attention to the other.Anthony slid his hands underneath my ass, and my mouth fell open when he flipped us over in one fluid motion with