My Sugar Daddy
Trinity Blacio
Struggling single mother Laura McGill figures she has nothing to lose and everything to gain when she impulsively signs up online to meet a sugar daddy. After losing her virginity to a two-timing married man, she’s out to find security for herself and her infant son Max—and hopefully a man she can love.
Brothers Daniel and Grant Wilmot are handsome and rich—and seeking a Rubenesque beauty whose lush curves will cushion their hard loving. Leaders of a security team comprising former Special Forces operatives and a dating website that serves as a cover for their military activities, Daniel and Grant—and another brother, Roman—are smitten by Laura’s generous proportions and sweet manner.
But before the relationship can get too far, a classified government project goes awry—and the Wilmot brothers are forced to pick up the pieces. But will Laura reject them when she learns the truth of the secret they carry?
A Romantica® contemporary ménage erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave
My Sugar Daddy
Trinity Blacio
Chapter One
Laura McGill stared at the website page again before turning to pull the blanket over her son Max. Her friend Carmen had let it slip last night at work that she now had a sugar daddy helping her with her college tuition.
She’d been shocked. First because Carmen’s figure was similar to hers—full and plentiful. Second, she never thought her friend had the balls to do anything like that.
Carmen had just gone from full-time to part-time at the diner. Laura now received more hours at work and more tips, but it also meant she had to be away from her son more. If only she could have found a position as a personal assistant, something she was trained for.
She began surfing the internet. Sure enough, she found two different sites. One clearly stated Sugar Daddies. The other was for Big Beautiful Women.
Of the two websites, SugarDaddies.com seemed sleazier than that of Big Beautiful Women. The BBW site was beautifully done, with sensual pictures of plus-sized women in different positions. The front photo on the page captured her attention and she clicked the other site closed.
Big Beautiful Women is a website for servicemen. We’re looking for that special lady. You will be spoiled and cared for. Do you dare take the chance and register? Who knows what is beyond that next click?
Slowly Laura took in her surroundings. Huge cracks ran down the walls of her apartment, the heat barely worked and last night she’d seen a rat the size of a small cat in the hallway of her building. If they were in the complex, more than likely the little monsters were everywhere.
There was no other choice. She needed help, and needed it now. Laura would not risk her son’s health or life no matter what it cost.
What does it matter, anyway? It’s not as if I’m a virgin. She took another peek at Max, the only good thing in her life.
Her son’s father, Warren Brunks, was not. He was a football coach for Grant High School and she found out after the fact that he was married. He’d denied Max since his birth and his wife made sure Laura’s life was hell.
When they say the rich get away with things smaller men and women couldn’t even contemplate, they weren’t kidding. Born with a silver spoon in her mouth, Warren’s wife would not listen to reason. Laura was the slut who was trying to ruin her so-called perfect marriage.
Not only had they gotten Laura fired from her job, emotionally she’d been treated like the scum of the earth. The threatening letters started first, followed by slashed tires and rotten food thrown onto her porch.
Warren’s wife had accomplished what she’d threatened to do—she’d run Laura out of town. After losing her job, Laura had packed her bags and moved back to her hometown, using the last of the money she’d saved over the years. Elyria, Ohio, was more than two hundred miles from the city the crazy couple lived in.
Shaking off the memory, Laura clicked the next button. The butterflies in her stomach danced around as she filled out the information.
Single, check. Female seeking male, check. Bra size, forty-two double D. Weight, two hundred and twenty. Hmm, should I put my real weight? Well, they’re going to see me, so why not?
After filling out the first page, she flipped the page and sat there, stunned.
Please mark what you would consider. Damn, I don’t know what half of these are. Ménage, two or more men.
She fanned herself with her hand and sat back, zoning out a little. The thought of two or more men touching and loving her had never entered her mind. Hell, one was trouble enough, but the thought of two or more sent a chill up her back and had her checking it off as a will-try.
Twenty minutes later Laura squirmed in her seat and sent her information. “Well, it’s done. Let’s see who they match me up with.” She got up and grabbed a cup of coffee. She’d truly missed coffee during her pregnancy. She’d missed her mother more.
“I miss you, Momma.” She took a sip of her coffee, staring at the picture of her mom on the wall above the kitchen table. Laura had her mother’s eye color—hazel—along with her body type.
Her mom had been small and round but she was a powerhouse. Cross her or hurt her daughter and she’d come after you with a baseball bat. Laura smiled and remembered the time when a boy had come to pick her up for a date.
Before her mother had answered the door, she’d placed a baseball bat in the corner of the hall, making sure anyone who stepped into the house saw it. Of course Laura had been furious and rolled her eyes, making her date laugh, but her mom wouldn’t back down when it came to protecting her baby. It was still so hard to believe a year and two months had passed since her death to cancer.
Making her way back to the computer, Laura thought of all the changes that had taken place in the last year. Her life had taken a spiral downward until the birth of her child. The first moment she’d seen her son something clicked inside her. Laura was bound and determined to make a life for them, just as her mother had made one for her when her father walked out on them.
Although she was never one for feeling sorry for herself or dwelling on the negative aspects of her life, Laura still prayed the local karma bus would make a special visit to Warren and his wife.
Laura’d been pregnant with Max at the time of her mother’s death, but she’d made sure to keep all aspects of her private life from her mother. The added stress would not have done her any good. She’d wanted her mother’s last days to be happy.
Her computer pinged to tell her she had email. The site had found matches for her.
“So it begins,” she whispered.
* * * * *
Daniel Wilmot tapped his fingers on his desk and stared at the information on the webpage. There was something about the woman that had his insides in knots. He never ignored the signals his body gave him. It had saved his life—and those of his comrades—plenty of times. He sent his request to communicate with her.
At the age of forty, Daniel—along with his brothers—set this website up for two purposes. One, to attract a certain type of woman for the many servicemen under their care. The second, a warning broadcast system for his Special Forces unit. Badger Broadcasting Warning or Big Beautiful Women both equaled BBW.com and no one was the wiser.
He and his brothers were also members of an elite team of men called the Badgers. Comprising warriors who had served in the U.S. military, the Badgers were one hundred trained killers who were under the command of Grant Wilmot. They went where no others could go—or wanted to. Each man brought a hidden talent to the team, something even most of the highest-ranking officials knew nothing about. Only the president, the Joint Chiefs of Staff and his brother Grant had access to their unit.
The front of a sugar-daddy site worked well and
over the past three years, four men had found their special ladies—and they’d warned a number of their soldiers of threats in their areas of the world.
Badger men, for the most part, requested full-figured women. With their special abilities, strength and size, many team members—including himself—wouldn’t dare touch a smaller woman. In part because they were afraid they’d hurt the women—but also because of their personal tastes. They wanted someone who could handle their rough loving, the BDSM aspects they all practiced. They wanted a woman who could cope with their often-dangerous lifestyles.
Even though they allowed some men other than those on their team on the website, Daniel made sure none would abuse the females who applied.
Daniel’d retired at thirty-eight from the Marines’ Force Recon team, and the high-level clearance he had made it easy to run background checks on anyone. Even before he ran a check on this woman, Daniel let caution escape him and emailed his profile to her while he ran her data through his other computer.
He adjusted his cock as he read the description and waited. Laura McGill was five- foot-five and her measurements made his mouth water. At six-foot-four, his bulk had scared more than a few women away. It was one of the reasons he preferred plump women.
He and his brothers were always careful who they dated. Their family name alone brought out the gold diggers and sluts, looking to land one of the Wilmot brothers.
He leaned back in his chair and looked out at the New York skyline. Yes, he and his brothers had been born into a family of wealth, but each son had made his own fortune by the age of thirty.
When the first Wilmot—his great-grandfather Andrew Wilmot—came to America in the early twentieth century, he’d had only a few dollars to his name. All that changed when Andrew and his son opened their winery. With the first batch of wine, jellies and other homemade juices, their reputation for excellence was made.
His own father was much like his grandfather, and had built his own empire in real estate while keeping their family’s vineyards going. Following in their footsteps, Daniel had made his money in the stocks and computers. Daniel’s older brother Grant, in the next office over, had kept pretty much to himself ever since coming back from Afghanistan. The Army had sent Grant on a recon mission that had changed his life.
Every one of Daniel’s five brothers had served in their country some way, driving his mother crazy. He smiled, remembering when he had come home. Both his mother and his sister hugged him, then yelled at him for scaring them.
Glancing at the door that connected his office and Grant’s, Daniel frowned, worried about his brother. Grant had come back withdrawn, often locking himself in either his office or his home. His father had taken Daniel aside and asked him to keep an eye on Grant.
Maybe this beauty would bring Grant out of his shell. They hadn’t shared a woman since he’d come back, but it was time to change that—and he had a feeling Laura would be the partner they both needed.
The beeping of the fax machine drew Daniel’s attention—here was her life history on three sheets of paper. He reached for the first sheet and smiled at the picture. Big hazel eyes stared at him—but the child she was holding surprised him.
Daniel grabbed the next page. What he read made him furious. He glanced to the picture again. So the dad had denied all claims to the child. Something just didn’t sound right—and he’d find out what.
“Daniel, do you have the Manner file?” Grant came into the room and looked at him.
“On the corner of the desk. Have you heard of the last name Brunks?” It was sticking to him like he should know it, but he couldn’t grasp the memory.
His brother snorted. “Asshole. You should remember it. It was the only time you actually got suspended from Riverdale.” Grant snatched the file and leaned over the desk, looking at the picture of Laura.
“Who’s the woman?” Grant asked.
Smiling, Daniel sat back in his seat. “She’s going to be ours. Her name is Laura McGill.”
“She might be yours but I don’t need anyone!” Grant stormed out of the room and slammed the connecting doors and locking them.
In college, Grant and Daniel had been drawn to the same women and had enjoyed sharing them. The last time they had shared a woman had been right before Grant deployed.
They’d talked about finding the perfect woman, but lately every time Daniel brought up the subject his brother ignored him.
Oh but he’d seen Grant’s interested expression when he’d glanced at the photo. Oh yes, Laura would be theirs.
“You just sealed your fate, big brother.” He laughed and started to plan.
Chapter Two
Laura rested her feet in a tub of hot water as she fed her son. She’d pulled a double shift waiting tables. The blisters from the new shoes had burst open, but at least the rent would be paid next month.
Tomorrow she would go grocery shopping and pick up a paper. They couldn’t live in this dump anymore. She’d seen another rat and this one was bigger than the last one.
We have two thousand left in the bank. I was trying to save, but it looks as if we’ll have to use it for a deposit on a new place. Laura rested her head on the sofa.
It had been two weeks since she’d applied for a sugar daddy and Laura had been corresponding with one man. Hell, the only man she’d gotten a response from. He seemed nice enough, but was she actually ready to meet him? Did she actually know enough about him?
It was a little late to debate this, since she had agreed to see him in less than two hours.
Each day he’d asked her a set of strange questions. She smiled and remembered the last set sent. What is your idea of a relaxing day? When did you lose your virginity? What is your favorite color and beverage? If you had a choice to live anywhere in the world where would it be? Do you have any animals? What sexual toys have you ever used?
He most likely considered her boring after reading her answers. Laura’s idea of relaxing was sipping a glass of red wine while curled up on the sofa with a book. Her favorite color was red. And her favorite beverage was coffee. She’d taken some time to think of places in the world, but when it came down to it her favorite place to live was where she’d been born—Elyria, Ohio.
She knew it was a small town no one had really heard of, but it was where happy memories outweighed anything else—the picnics at the park, going to the mall with her friends and just hanging out with her mom. She needed to make a trip back there and soon.
Laura answered the rest of the questions. She had a few toys. A butt plug—which she still hadn’t had the nerve to try—and two different dildos. Losing her virginity to the bastard was what stung the most. Laura had gone without for so long, wanting to wait. She’d believed when she met the right man she’d know—but Warren and his sweet-talking took that gift away.
She still couldn’t believe the man she was corresponding with was one of the wealthiest men in Manhattan, but Laura had done her homework. Trust was a big issue with her now and she was not going to be screwed again.
The pictures she’d seen of him were enough to make her wet. His size was a little scary, but she so loved a big man. There wasn’t any lack of sexual attraction but she also made sure he knew all about her baby.
There would be no lies, even if this were to be just a sexual thing.
She put the bottle down and started to burp Max. “We’re going on a little outing, Max, but not to worry. You can sleep the whole time in your stroller.”
Glancing at her laptop, she frowned. I just wish those stupid spam letters would stop popping up on my screen. She’d scanned her PC three times and nothing.
Her son let out a little burp and she smiled as she changed him and put on his best little outfit. Afterward, she tucked him into the stroller, while she got ready for their trip to the local coffee shop. He has to have women in every state. Why would he want to come to Ohio?
Laura made her way to the bathroom—she had about an hour before she needed to meet Danie
l. She stripped and climbed into the shower, turning on the hot water. All she really wanted to do was soak in a hot tub. She was a little nervous, but she needed help and if going out with this gentleman meant he’d help her, then so be it.
As she washed the smell of food off her body, she thought about Daniel’s personality. Just from his emails she knew he was very assertive. He could dominate her body, but when it came to her son and her life, no one would catch her off guard again. If he wanted to play, why not? As long as she got what she needed out of the relationship.
Stepping out of the shower, Laura dried herself and wrapped the towel around her long hair. Today she would just put it back in a braid. There was no sense in getting all dressed up. If Daniel wanted to see the real her, he would.
Looking into the mirror, she traced over the small scar on her belly. Max. She’d had to have a C-section since he was a large boy. At thirteen pounds, he’d been the biggest baby born in Elyria in a while. Laura stepped into the boxer briefs she loved to wear and grabbed a bra.
It had taken her a long time to find a place selling plus-sized women’s things that didn’t look like granny clothes. The extra cost was worth it though. She looked at herself in the mirror. Not bad, even for a big woman.
Spraying herself with her favorite Mary Kay body spray, she rubbed her arms together to distribute the fragrance. Laura reached for her jeans and stepped into them before putting on her sweater.
She laughed when seeing the clock. It took her a total of fifteen minutes to get ready—unlike her best friend, who usually took a good hour.
Twenty minutes later, Laura and Max made their way down the street. She spotted Daniel sitting in one of the outside tables of the coffee shop. His hair was in a military cut and his shoulders were wide. A black t-shirt covered his massive chest and she noticed his black jeans when he rose to greet her.
Holding out his hand, he accepted her smaller one. She was shocked when he brought it up to his mouth and kissed her palm.
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