The Billionaire Daddies

Having a nice dinner

With few toys involved

Yes, meals are overrated

- Jacqueline

I've missed Percy, I've missed being with Percy and Grady. Yes, apparently I'm still a greedy bitch with all problems entails.

"Percy! Not now, I thought you woke me up for lunch!" I giggled in his arms, the man took me to sit on his lap when Grady shook his head and started piling food on my plate. "Percy, let her eat, she's going to need her energy later." His voice was deep, sexy as fuck, reminding me of what we did last night.

"Uh-huh, sure..." Percy snickered and let me back to my seat and we had a fulfilling lunch with more jokes after dessert.

That afternoon we lounged and cuddled in front of the television. The guys were to my sides and I snuggled closer to Percy while Grady was relaxing with a book and a cup of coffee. Sex has always been great with them, but when that week passed and we were due back to the city, my mood quickly deflated. I hate waiting for them to get back from work.

*****

I kept on trying to hold myself back from them but then when two weeks later I met their parents, my defenses were chipping away and I was miserably failing to keep my feelings in check. "Jacqueline? Wait, you're Ella's neighbor, right? I seemed to remember you from the hospital." Mr. Bennet, the twins' dad reminded his wife when I opened the door to their penthouse.

Thankfully I was already in my casual jeans and t-shirt when Percy told me to get the door for their parents. "... princess, please I'm sorry but they are dropping off days worth of my mom's homemade cooking. I can't say no to them." The grown man whined pressuring me to say yes to him.

He then came up with the excuse of telling his parents that I was having my apartment remodeled and needed a place to stay. That was when I started lying to them.

"Jacqueline, honey, please call me Lena. We really appreciate that you were there for Ella. And I'm glad my boys welcomed you into their house, it's the least they can do for you. But don't let them fool around with you," she reminded while taking containers of food and placing them neatly in the large refrigerator.

"don't get me wrong, I love my boys but they do have a reputation. And a nice girl like you should be treated as such."

I almost dropped the kettle, but quickly put on my cool mask back on.

"Clark, sweetheart, stop flipping the channels and help me with the other bag," Lena called out to her husband who was about to settle on a sports channel. It was four in the afternoon, the brothers won't be home for another couple of hours. I was a bit nervous while trying to have a friendly conversation with Lena, my mind kept busy trying to find an excuse for if and when they ask about the security guard by the door. But they never did and I was so glad.

Lena was nice enough to let me make both of them a pot of tea when she said that they were going to go back to their suburban home.

"I swear those boys always kept themselves busy, but tell me, Jacqueline, what are you doing this weekend?" she asked as she seated herself on the kitchen counter and her husband was to her side.

"Um," I was feeling bad already from lying about the reason why I was staying with the brothers. "I haven't got anything planned."

"Perfect, I'll text you our address we will have Sunday brunch, what's your number?"

Um... but... oh... crap...

"Lena..." her husband warned her and I couldn't be any more glad, I need her to cancel her invitation.

"What? None of our kids are coming to my Sunday brunches anymore. It'll be fun Jacqueline, the next-door cowboys sometimes join us when they're passing by our place." Fuck... how did I get myself into this situation.

Lena's text came through in less than a minute and her promise made me unsure about myself when Percy and Grady were back from the office just a little after six.

"Hey princess, I'm so sorry about meeting our mom and dad alone, but you know them already. You're Ella's friend, so I thought you wouldn't mind." Percy kissed me on the cheek the moment he reached my side. "Dude, you're so bad at this. I'm sorry baby girl, I would've told them to leave it with the concierge." Grady kissed my other cheek and then went straight to the fridge.

"Your mom asked me to join them for Sunday brunch, saying that none of her kids ever came by anymore and there might be cowboys. Where do you guys grow up, it sounds like a very magical place?" I looked at Percy then to Grady, smirking knowing I might just take their mom's invitation to piss them off and obviously to stare at the cowboys.

"You're not having lunch with the cowboys." Grady practically growled as if he could read my mind perfectly from the kitchen and my insides tingled with happiness, hearing his manly bedroom voices.

"We're coming with you," Percy said lazily while getting up and joining his brother, surveying what their mom had put in their fridge.

"Huh? look, I'm just joking. I'm your sugar baby, I know my place."

Meeting their parents alone was the most two hours of pure uncomfortable-quick-thinking-on-my-feet kind of situation. And the strange part was when they left, I felt their parental love. Mr. and Mrs. Bennet hug me goodbye, while my parents wouldn't get caught with a tap on the shoulder as I was growing up under their roof.

I was brought up by nannies. I know Ella was close to their family, but never in my wildest imagination thought they were so close that their parents would shove food into their billionaire sons refrigerator. These brothers could afford private chefs and maids twenty-four-seven but decided that their mom's cooking was worth their sugar baby to open their damn door for it.

Yep, I was still pissed at them. Maybe because I was jealous of their parents, I guess some people do have the perfect fucking life.

"Jacqueline, come here," Grady called me after finishing off his glass of orange juice and putting it in the sink. Percy was busy reheating two large containers of food.

Aside from being envious of their parents, I decided to be their perfect sugar baby and follow his demand. I was to his front while my back was to the large kitchen island. The brothers were still in their working attire and it was turning me on knowing the polished guy in front of me hides his tattoos and several piercings under his tailored designer suits, and boxer briefs.

Damn him.

"Why do you always refer to yourself as our sugar baby?" it was the first time Grady actually asked, I know I mentioned it a couple of times in the last three months and it always looked like it bothered him, and sometimes Percy too whenever he noticed it. That brother of his got distracted easily, and now with his mom's food, he's like a five-year-old and his favorite dessert. "Cause I am."

"I want you to stop that." He tugged me flat to his body, inhaling the crook of my neck as if he was breathing in his only source of oxygen.

"Um... okay," I shuddered and put my hands on his chest, trying to push him back a bit. I love feeling the cool expensive shirt and his perfect chest muscles. I spread my hands to feel his nipple bars and that's when he roughly kissed me, pushing my body to his, reaching under my Yoga tights, and finding me bare underneath.

"Percy, we're going to mom and dad's for Sunday brunch." Grady let me go abruptly, licking my neck, sucking it harder, marking me, then whispered, "I have something for you, close your eyes."

I heard footsteps and someone diving into his briefcase. "Fuck, yes dude, I've been wanting to get her that." I heard Percy comment on the gift that Grady got for me, then he whispered something to his brother telling him he got me something too.

The tattooed brother was back to kissing my lips and spreading my legs with his knees. I felt Percy on my back, kissing and sucking on my shoulders making me stupidly whimper. But I moaned the second I realized Grady was slipping a familiar shaped sex toy between my legs. But this one is bigger, fuck. The thing filled me and forced me to feel it inside me.

"No..." Yesss... the inner slut in me purred in ecstasy wanting him to play with the settings. The yoga pants were still on when he told me to open my eyes. "We're going to have dinner, Percy had arranged the table." The first thing I saw was the sly expression on Grady's face and the obvious wants on Percy's.

But what I didn't expect was another present. "Time to give you mine, sit down, you can look." Percy kneels beside my chair when he's back from his room. He had taken off his suit jacket and tucking he's sleeves, showing me his sexy forearms. But my eyes darted quickly to the black leather ankle cuffs that were attached to a spreader. I know that toy, I don't really like them, but when Percy puts them gently, strangely he made me feel like I'm his princess.

God, I'm so going to hell for being this perverted.

"Let me know if you're uncomfortable with this." He kissed my knee before getting up and laid a soft kiss on my lips but I moaned when he wrapped his fingers around my neck possessively. The contradiction was taking me to another level of horniness. Percy was tightening his hold on me, turning me on for sure.

Fuck... fuck....

"Horny, too fucking horny to eat." I moaned the second Percy let go of my neck and I can look down at my restrained ankles and that's when Grady decided to play with the remote of my vibrator.

"Eat your dinner, baby girl." I was seated at the head of the table with each man to my side taking my hands and kissing my knuckles.

Fuck, this is the life.