Page 39 of Puck the Halls
“Worth the wait,” he says with a satisfied sigh.
No one is trying to make me feel guilty. Hell, they’re all letting me off the hook easy, especially Crew.
But I do feel guilty and it’s going to take me a few days to sort this out in my head. I’ve spent the last few years since I met Danielle becoming a better man, and it’s an evolution I want to continue. For my family.
Right now, though, I need to push all of those complicated emotions aside and focus on right here, right now.
And what my wife needs is for me to be fully engaged with her. Making her happy.
I lift her chin up and meet her gaze. “Go change,” I tell her. “Put on what you picked out for me.”
“I thought you lost your lingerie privileges for this trip,” Crew says with a grin, climbing down off of the bed and grabbing his towel off of the floor.
But Danielle knows I’m asking for absolution.
I don’t deserve it. I know that. But I’m asking for it.
She gives it to me.
Turning and sitting down on the mattress, she lifts her tight little ass and peels down her thong, wiping her inner thighs with the barely-there fabric.
Then she offers it to Crew with a pretty smile. “Would you like these?”
“Absolutely. I always love a trophy.” He takes them and briefly lifts them to his nose before setting them on the dresser.
“Let me help you take that shirt off for Nathan,” Michael says. He grips the hemline of the tee while Danielle obediently raises her arms.
Her breasts bounce a little when the shirt gets caught up in her hair. I loved Danielle’s body before but I love it even more now. It’s given us two beautiful children and her stomach is a little softer, her breasts a little fuller. It’s the most beautiful thing on the fucking planet to see the woman you love become a mother and while she’s never in any way expressed insecurity over the changes to her body, it’s my personal mission to make her feel sexy and gorgeous every day.
So when she walks across the bedroom naked I watch every step she takes, raking my eyes down the length of her body and back again.
“Fucking perfect,” I tell her, my throat tight. “You are so incredibly gorgeous naked and ready to please your men.”
She pauses at the luggage rack with her bag on it and turns to me. Her eyes are sparkling with mischief. “Oh, so you don’t want me to put on that little black number? Just stay naked?”
“Oh, you’re going to do both. Put on the black lingerie for the thirty seconds that it takes for me to lose control and rip it off of you.”
Michael chuckles. “That sounds about right.”
“Close your eyes, Nate,” Crew says. “Michael and I will help Dani get dressed.”
“What? No.” I give him a stern look. “Forget it. If anyone helps her put onmylingerie, it will be me.”
“You don’t want to spoil the surprise,” Danielle says, lifting sheer black fabric on the tip of her index finger. “Think of this as your punishment.”
Damn it. “Fine,” I growl.
I force myself to close my eyes. I even put my hand over them when I start to hear fabric rustling and Dani’s soft moans. I canenvision in my head what’s happening. She has Crew lifting a foot up while Michael slides on a thong, his fingers teasing over her clit as he does. Crew is probably kissing her inner thigh.
Then they’ll both cup and massage her breasts, pinching and sucking her nipples as they put the bra on her…
Fuck. I grip my cock and pump it hard, needing release, needing my wife now.
It sounds like Danielle is whimpering now.
“That’s it,” I snap. “Enough.”
I open my eyes and am treated to the most incredible sight.
