Page 83 of Five Days of Christmas Spice

“Yes, you did. Be a good girl and stay still; you might get more.”

His smile is so endearing I try to tighten my muscles to keep myself still. Noel slowly scrapes the card along my breasts through the buildup of wax.

With every flick of the card, the area starts to clear.

But the sensations are too overwhelming.

“Holly, what is it?” Noel stops.

“I don’t like the scraping sensation.”

“We can try a comb?”

I let out a shuddering breath. I don’t know what I expected Noel to do. Maybe insist that I have to go through the scraping thing that I don’t like? But of course, he offers me another alternative.

My jumbled emotions are still too close to the surface.

“Okay.”

He picks up a comb, sets it against my skin and scrapes. But this is less intense, making me feel kind of shivery.

“This is better.”

“Good,” Noel says.

As he continues to work, I’m aware of a crowd. I don’t know if they’ve watched our whole scene, and I don’t care. I try to relax as Noel combs away the wax. It lifts up easily.

He sets it against my still-covered left nipple and drags it across my skin.

“That tickles!” I giggle.

“Want me to keep going?”

“Yes!”

He does, and I can’t help but go into a complete giggling fit. It’s egged on by how Noel glances at me, his smile huge and his dark eyes lit with merriment.

Working the comb in quickly, all of the wax is off in no time.

I have spots, but I’m sure they’ll come off in the shower.

“Stay right there, Holly,” Noel says as I start to sit up.

“Why?”

“Because I promised you more,” he drops a kiss below my ear, his dark eyes staring into mine.

“And you think I can take it?” I lay back down against the table, but I’m smiling.

This man shows me his dominance in gentle, confident ways. Another dominant might say, “The scene isn’t over until I say it is,” but Noel has led me to where he wants me. I follow his lead because he’s shown me I can.

This man has shown me all week that I can indulge and give my submission to him. He’s not going to hold it over me.

He’s going to treasure it and care for it and damn, how I want more of this.

I want to see him beyond tonight.

Even if the idea of a new relationship is scary, I still want to try it.

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