Chapter 3
Dani
Who’s driving right now?
Crew responds to the text I’ve sent to our Cookie & Co. group chat.
Nathan.
Perfect.
I hold up my phone and take a photo posing in front of the full length mirror in the master bedroom of the enormous cabin.
This place is seriously gorgeous and I’ve already decided to ask the guys to bring me back sometime.
I’m already envisioning when the kids are older we can bring them here to take ski lessons.
The back of the house is all windows that look out onto the snow covered mountains.
They face west and the sunset was magnificent from the bi-level deck that extends off the main living room as well as the primary bedroom that takes up the entire upper loft of the cabin.
The twelve-foot peaked ceiling above me is all polished wooden beams that match the rustic wooden bed frame on the enormous bed.
It has to be bigger than a king. It will be so perfect for us…
I frown.
Would have been.
I take a deep breath. That’s not fair. Nathan and Crew will be here. Eventually. We just won’t get to use the huge bed as much as I would have liked.
I can’t believe Nathan insisted on stopping in Decatur.
Okay, that’s not true. I can believe it. The man is absolutely smitten with our children. We all are, but Nathan is completely a goner. Which I usually find so hot. When he’s holding Oliver, or playing with Isabel, or even just watching him watch one of them, it melts my insides to goo.
But tonight I’m really annoyed.
Those kids are absolutely fine. Michael’s parents raised six kids and see all of their many grandchildren regularly. They are more than capable of caring for Isabel and Oliver for a couple of days. We all saw the kids this morning. We’ll see them in two days.
Nathan’s acting as if he’s going off to war. It’s ridiculous.
I’ve been looking forward to this trip for weeks. My anticipation for our unencumbered time together in this cabin is high. I barely packed any clothes knowing I would be spending most of our seventy-two hours here naked.
Now I’m horny and annoyed and a little cold away from the big fire Michael built in the main room.
I study the photo I took.
It’s good and will make the guys crazy. But then I have a better idea.
I slip on the silky robe that goes with the barely-there negligee that I picked out with Nathan in mind.
I have one for each of the guys.
This one is black, kind-of. It’s really mostly see-through.
The breasts are completely cut out with black silk ribbons running under and around both breasts, framing and lifting them.
The lacy skirt falls just below the curve of my ass and the matching thong with the sheer panel that covers my pussy.
The black robe conceals all of that though as I take the wide, winding stairs down into the living room area.
This area of the cabin has a twenty-foot cathedral ceiling and as I come down the steps, the view out the windows—the dark mountains and glittering stars in the clear December sky–makes me catch my breath.
So does the sight of Michael, my big gorgeous husband, lounging on the sofa in front of the huge stone fireplace. My pulse kicks up and heat swirls in my belly.
I’m having sex tonight whether Nathan and Crew are here or not.
Michael has wine and cheese and crackers set out on the coffee table in front of the sofa.
He’d talked me into snacking and watching a movie with him to quell my disappointment about the other two not making it tonight.
We hadn’t planned on being asleep yet, anyway.
They were going to be here around one-thirty in the morning, but we have no responsibilities for the next two full days and we were going to simply eat, sleep, and fuck whenever and as much as we felt like.
I stop on the bottom step and take everything in.
The cabin has been decorated for Christmas with thick evergreen garlands, wreaths, and a fully adorned twenty-foot Fraser fir.
Everything is perfect.
Except for the fact that half of us are missing.
That’s truly how it feels. I love Michael and we’ll have a wonderful, romantic time. I’m not worried about that at all. But when one or more of our foursome is missing I feel it.
Michael has been trying to comfort me. I appreciate it. Of the three guys to be with me in a time when I’m worried, hurt, and a little angry, Michael is the best one. He is a calming presence for all of us.
But it’s unusual that my upset is caused by one of my husbands.
And I’m torn. Nathan‘s love and devotion for our children is one of the things that makes me love him most. It’s incredible to see him as a father.
Isabel and Oliver are not his biological children, but he treats them as if they are and more.
He’s enamored with them, completely obsessed.
From their smiles to their burps, he’s delighted by everything they do.
He’s also overly protective and determined that they have every single thing they could either possibly ever need or want.
I know they are giving as much to him as he is to them. Nathan never expected to be a father and now he has two children.
Michael and Crew have been incredible about letting Nathan develop a bond with both kids and take over a fully parental role in their lives.
But this is just beyond ridiculous.
He saw them this morning before Michael and I took them to Lorraine and Clayton. We then brought Nathan’s private plane from Decatur to Aspen. We’ve been here since late morning. The plane went back to Chicago to then bring Crew and Nathan to Aspen after the Racketeers’ game.
We don’t have much time.
And I have been so looking forward to this.
So, I’m going to make the most of my time here.
I clear my throat and Michael looks away from the TV. When he sees me, he freezes. Then slowly sits up.
“Holy shit, Dani.”
I prop a hand on my hip and let the robe fall open on one side.
“This was what I picked out for Nathan. Yours is still upstairs.”
His gaze is hot and hungry even from the fifteen feet that separate us.
“And what is going through that gorgeous head of yours?” he asks.
Of course he knows I’m plotting. “Take a picture of me.”
He shakes his head slowly, but reaches for his phone. “What are you doing?”
“Tonight was supposed to be Nathan‘s night. The night when I wore this for him and he got to call the shots.”
Of course Nathan often calls the shots. When we’re all four together, everybody gets to do what they want to.
We all know each other well enough by now to know what roles everyone wants to play in the bedroom and, incredibly, all of those roles seem to fit together perfectly.
Nathan being the boss works for all of us.
But because we have three nights here together, in my head, I had planned to let each man pick out exactly what we would do on “his” night.
Tonight was Nathan‘s. He screwed up so he’s going to miss it.
“Cookie,” Michael says gently. “Nathan didn’t mean for this to happen. Tonight can be my night.” He gives me a little grin. “We can adjust the schedule and let Nathan be bossy tomorrow night.”
Nathan is going to boss us around no matter what. He can’t help it. The second he gets here I have a feeling he’s going to start making demands.
That doesn’t mean he doesn’t deserve to be punished a little for tonight. I jut my hip out to the side. “Take the picture, Michael.”
He sighs and lifts his phone. Nathan might be bossy, but I definitely always get my way with these men.
“Send it to my phone,” I say.
Michael taps his screen and my phone dings.
I look down at the photo. Yes, that’s good. That’s going to drive Nathan crazy.
I open our group text message again and type.
Wish you were here.
I attach the photo and hit send.
Michael’s phone dings.
He looks down. “You are a cruel woman.”
“Oh it’s going to get worse,” I say crossing the room toward him.
He sits back on the couch, taking me in. “Oh?”
I stop right in front of him, between his knees. “Dr. Hughes, I have a confession.”
His hands come out to rest on my outer thighs. God, I love his touch. His big strong hands make me feel safe and cherished, even when they’re doing incredibly dirty things to me.
“Do tell.”
“The sex we’re about to have, is not going to be completely private.”
He cocks a brow. “Is there going to be video involved?”
I grin. “Yes. I’m going to share a little bit of what we’re doing with a couple of people.”
“Do I know these people?”
“Intimately,” I tell him.
“You’re going to tease Nathan and Crew while they’re driving through a snowstorm?”
“They’re driving out of the snowstorm,” I correct. Crew sent an update after they’d gotten the rental car. They’re heading north out of the storm, then going to find the first airport where they can charter a flight to Aspen. “But yes to the rest of it.”
“That’s not very fair to Crew,” Michael says, running his hands up and down my legs. “This isn’t his fault.”
“Well that’s a thing, Crew’s not driving at the moment, so he can participate and have some fun with us.”
Michael looks intrigued. I knew he would be.
“Tell me more,” he says.
“What would you think about Crew giving a few suggestions while you and I have some fun?”
“I think I’ve seen this film before,” he says.
It’s true that the guys often give each other suggestions or even orders when we’re all together.
Fill up her pretty mouth, I think she needs a finger or two in her ass, spread her legs farther…
My body flushes as I think about the way they ‘help’ each other when they’re all with me.
They are all very good at making sure I am completely taken care of with as many tongues, mouths, fingers, and cocks as I can take.
“I’m going to take that as a yes,” I say.
Michael grins. “When do I ever say no to you, Cookie?”