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“Hmm, I could get used to this,” Noel says.

I circle his front and wash his steel chest, running the puff along each of his legs, taking my time like it did to me.

“Thank you,” his hands press on my shoulders, and he kisses me softly and sweetly.

“I want to do this again.”

“Me too.”

Noel turns the shower off, takes me by the elbow, and we step out of the shower.

He wraps a fluffy towel around me, then grabs another one and slowly dries my hair, taking care to wring it out.

“Thank you”

“For what?”

“For giving me another day of Kinkmas.”

His gaze held me as if I was a wanted Christmas present, and my heart bursts out of my chest.

Three more days. There might be a small growing part of myself that wants this man beyond the agreed-upon time frame.

“You’re welcome.” I squeeze his hand, my throat tight with emotion I was too afraid to express.

“Dinner. I worked up an appetite.”

I laugh, standing on my tiptoes to kiss him.

“And I’m going to have you for dessert.”

“What do I get again?” I tease.

“To knock off the item on your try list.” The blazing stare he levels at me immediately makes me eager and wanting.

“I can’t wait.”

“Come on, I’m very hungry.”

I blush as he takes my hand, and we leave the spa behind. He may be hungry, but this experience showed me how starved I was for the things I didn’t let myself have.

11 NOEL

DECEMBER 27TH, THIRD DAY OF KINKMAS

“I have set up for our pup play.”

We’re sitting shoulder to shoulder, finishing up breakfast. I smile, seeing the blush spread across Holly’s face.

“Today?” Holly sets her coffee cup down.

“On the third day of Kinkmas, yes.” I place my hand on the top of her thigh and squeeze.

“This seems to be a jump from asking me if I slept well and giving me orgasms.”

“Did you sleep well, Holly?” I take her hand in mine, twinning my fingers through hers.

“I might have to take that bathtub home.”

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