Christmas on Main Collection

Chapter 5

Chapter Five

AURORA

The last few days sneaking around with Paz have been the most exciting in my life. Living in a small town comes with many perks, but the curious eyes of its watchful and nosy citizens aren't one of them.

A few people saw us kissing on the steps of the gazebo. Not that we hid that very well, but some gossips spread the news like wildfire through the town. Thankfully, Allegra has been consumed with her focus on the store and, I'm pretty sure, the sexy Christmas tree farmer selling Christmas trees in our lot. If the news has reached her, she hasn’t said anything to me.

Either way, it's been nice having the time to ourselves, even if they're just flirty text messages under the guise of working on posts about the store.

PAZ: When can I see you?

ME: I’m working right now.

I snap a quick selfie of myself in the corner of the shop, away from the view of Allegra. It’s an overhead shot to optimize my best angle and capture an enticing view of my cleavage for Paz.

PAZ: Are you trying to kill me?

ME: Hardly. But I’m using my womanly wiles to convince you to come over after we close. That way, I can finally get those photos of you as sexy Santa for social media.

PAZ: We agreed our bet was a draw. I never said I’d dress up as Santa.

ME: If you do this for me. I’ll dress up as Santa’s sexy helper.

PAZ: You really are trying to kill me.

PAZ: Deal.

“We have a new buyer interested in the place,” Allegra says, interrupting my teasing.

“Oh.” I send Paz the red lips emoji. “That’s cool.”

“Don’t you want to know more about them?”

Not even a little.

“Sure.” I slip my phone into my back pocket. It buzzes with Paz’s response, and I wish the vibrations were somewhere else to help the pleasurable ache between my thighs. “Tell me about the buyer.”

I'm frustrated from wanting nothing more than at this moment to go next door and have Paz fuck me on his desk until I forget my name. Instead, I'm here, having to feign excitement about a potential buyer for whom I don't even want to sell this place.

“He’s overseas," Allegra says. "But headed to the U.S. for the holidays. I guess he works with those really elaborate Christmas Markets they have in Germany."

That’s actually cool. I’ve always wanted to go to one since Aunt Doris told me about them when I was a kid.

“I’m not totally sure,” she continues. “The line wasn’t very clear. But he’s interested in our store and willing to pay twenty percent above the best offer we’ve had. And in cash.”

“Oh,” I say, feeling my hopes of convincing Allegra not to sell start to deflate in my chest. “Nice.”

“Oh, nice?” Allegra looks at me in confusion. “Is that all you have to say?”

Now is not the time to convince her. She’s too excited, and if I bring it up, she might dig in her heels and never listen to my idea.

“Sorry. I must be in shock.” I pretend to be more upbeat, but I can’t be sure if I’m at all convincing. “That's just a lot to wrap my head around. Especially with this season still in progress and whatnot."

And what not? Since when do I talk like this?

“Oh, sure. That makes sense.” Allegra points to the phone in my pocket. “You’re probably thinking about your next promo video, right?”

Not in the way she’s thinking I am.

“Something like that.” I force a smile.

“I totally understand. I get that way sometimes about my spreadsheets.” She glances around the empty shop. “Well, we don’t have to decide anything today. But it’s exciting.”

“Yeah. Exciting.”

“So, it’s almost eight. How about we close a little early?”

This changes my mood from hopeless to hopeful.

“You want to close early?”

Allegra must have some mysterious plans that she doesn't want to tell me about because there is no way she'd close the shop early if she didn't. But I'm not going to focus on that now. With Allegra gone for the evening, I can get some more alone time with Paz.

“Yeah, it’s dead. We both have things to do, right?”

“Yeah.” I think about all the things I’d like to do to Paz. “Things to do.”

Paz

If Aurora were anyone else, I wouldn’t be dressed in this damn suit looking like a half-naked Santa.

“No,” I hold my hands up to stop her. “I draw the line at you oiling up my bare chest.”

“Come on,” she pleads and tries to give me a sad puppy dog face.

“Not going to work.” I shake my head. “That look won’t work on me.”

She quickly shifts tactics from sweet to seductive in the blink of an eye.

“What if—” She unbuttons the top few buttons of her shirt. “I let you oil my chest first.”

My dick is instantly back at attention. It hasn’t had any relief since she sent me her photo earlier. But with every button that pops open, I’m harder than the last.

“No.” I try to sound determined, but there is a definite uncertainty in my resolve that she doesn’t miss.

Aurora moves behind one of the taller racks to block her from view of the shop's front windows and slips off her top. It’s suddenly much harder to breathe as my gaze drinks in the swell of her breasts. My hands itch at my sides to run over to her and help her remove her holly green bra.

"I, um," I sputter as she reaches to pick up the bottle of baby oil and drizzles some across her breasts.

“This could be you.” She smooths the slippery liquid over her soft skin.

My resolve is like a taut string, ready to snap at any moment.

“Mmmm,” she moans.

"There it is." The string snaps. Crossing the distance between us in just a few steps, I yank off the Santa coat and toss it on the ground.

Aurora giggles as I lift her up into my arms, and she wraps her legs around my waist. There is no hiding what I feel for this woman. My raging cock is practically screaming all the filthy things I want to do to her from inside Santa's pants.

“What if someone walks by?” she asks between kisses.

I glance over my shoulder to see if we can be seen by anyone. There is a chance at this angle if they press their face against the glass. There is no way I'm going to take that chance. I'm the only one who gets to see Aurora like this. Shifting us around, I take a step back, and my foot catches on something.

With my hands on Aurora's ass and nothing to catch us, we both tumble to the ground like a tree falling in the woods. It wouldn't be so bad if it had just been us that fell, but a second after we hit the floor, so does something else. Aurora’s wide eyes find mine before we both look to see what’s happened.

“No,” she yells, pushing off of me. “No!”

It takes me a moment to realize what exactly happened. But then I see it. The cord that I'd warned Aurora about a few days ago is still tangled around my ankle, and the tiny row of wooden houses it’s attached to is on the ground.

“Allegra is going to be devastated,” Aurora says, her voice tight with emotion.

I lean up and pull my foot free of the cord and examine the damage.

“We can fix it.”

She shakes her head. "It was a one-of-a-kind.”

Aurora grabs her shirt off the floor and pulls it on. She's trying to hide the tears in her eyes, but there is no missing them.

“It’s going to be okay.” I rub my thumb over her cheek to wipe them away. “Whatever it takes. We will get this fixed."

I've never been more determined about anything in all my life than when she nods and wraps her arms around my neck. I hold onto her, pulling her tight against me. There is nothing I wouldn't do for this woman.