Mistletoe Mischief

by Alandra Knight

  “Just want to what? Put me in time out? Give me a break!”

  “Aurora, ANSWER YOUR PHONE or you’re fired!”

  Fucking prick, I knew he would pull the boss card. I just need time. He refuses to give me time! My phone rings and this time I take my time answering it by grabbing my Bluetooth, powering it up and connecting it.

  “What Ryder?”

  “Excuse me? You don’t speak to your boss like that!” Ryder says authoritatively.

  “Ryder, after the night that I’ve had, I really don’t give a shit what tomorrow has in store.”

  “Well, luckily for you, I do,” Ryder tells me sincerely. “Tell me what happened at this party. I send you home with your PA in tow and your PA calls me and tells me you fired her?!”

  “Yup”

  “You can’t fire people.”

  “I can, she was my PA and we’re not compatible anymore, so I fired her.”

  “You seriously think I’m going to buy your fundamental differences speech? What language is that? Cause it sounds a lot like bullshit!”

  “Ryder, please don’t. Not today.”

  “Aurora, you need to talk to me.”

  “You’re my BOSS Ryder, my personal problems aren’t yours to handle.”

  “Then I’ll fire you so that I’m not your boss anymore and rehire you after I help.”

  I laugh, this man is crazy, but he will do anything for his true friends. It’s like a family that you want to belong to. “Ryder, I just…”

  “Let it out Aurora, because I promise you, I will fly to Carville Cove and I will find you. I’m not letting this go, not with your history.”

  I sigh, ever since that team building exercise where I admitted that I almost took my life once, he’s been watching me like a hawk. I know, spoiled little princess what do you know about depression. I hit rock bottom when my mom died eight years ago. I couldn’t make the hurt go away, my dad found me with a bottle of pills in my hand and helped me get the help that I needed.

  “Ryder, I…”

  “Aurora, you aren’t going to be able to give me the next book on time if you don’t deal with this.”

  I let out a sigh and I tell him about Bethany and Nathan. Swallowing the bile that’s threatening to come back up.

  “I’m so sorry that happened,” Ryder says sincerely.

  “I’m more upset about finding out that Bethany was fake than I am about anything else,” I confess.

  “You sound like you need to get away.”

  “I’ll be fine Ryder, I promise. It’s going to take a lot more than a fake, jealous whore to keep me down,” I declare, but I’m not sure that I whole heartedly believe it yet. “However, I’m going to need a new PA.”

  “I know, we’ll find you one, but in the meantime. I’ll be your PA.”

  “Really? Don’t you have like publishing company things to do?” I half-joke.

  “Aurora, I will ALWAYS make time for you.”

  “Won’t your new flavor be jealous?” I joke. His girlfriend is one of those people you just want to bitch slap when you see her, even if it’s just on social media. She has zero clue how to talk intelligently. I used the word relatively with her once and she took offense to it. I’m not even kidding, she went to Ryder and told him that I was trying to make her feel dumb! It was the best laugh I’ve had all year!

  Ryder lets out a chuckle, “Aurora…you need to play nice with Barb.”

  “That’s her real name? Please tell me you’re kidding!” I laugh. She goes by Candi in the book world.

  “Aurora…” Ryder warns.

  “See, you have bimbo Barbie to go play with…BYE!” I hang up the phone and I’m instantly in a better mood.

  A short minute later I have a text from Ryder, “One of these days…”

  “IN YOUR DREAMS!” I joke back. He’s into smacking women’s asses and stuff. To each their own, I guess. I put my phone on the coffee table and I curl up on the couch with the pillow and blanket my dad had laid down here.

  A few days later, I’m back home in Victorian Paradise, in my quaint little beach house. It’s not much, but it’s mine. I walk in the front door, and off on the left side is a little kitchen, with an island in the center, white washed walls and white appliances. The pops of color come from the cooking utensils and decorations on the wall. The living room has a couch, a chair, throw pillows nothing fancy. Just beyond the living room is the bedroom, the laundry area and bathroom. The only reason I have that bedroom is because it came with the house. There’s a ladder that leads up to the loft, it’s where I do all my writing, and spend all my time. There’s a big fluffy mattress up there, it’s like sitting on a cloud. I have stacks upon stacks of pillows on it. I’ve never slept anywhere else in this house. The only reason there’s a couch is for when my dad comes to visit.

  I start to put my stuff away and I’m starting a load of laundry when my phone starts to ring. I pick it up and sigh when I see Bethany’s name cross the screen, “I do NOT have the energy for this shit today,” I hit the fuck you button, which is otherwise known as the ignore button and I block the number. I know it sounds childish, but I simply will not invite anymore bullshit into my world. I have a book to write. I turn off my phone, climb up to the loft and start pounding away at the keyboard. Minutes turned to hours, hours turned to days and before I knew it, I realized that this story was exactly what happened between Nathan, Bethany and myself.

  “I can’t write this, not like this. Can I kill the character? Yeah, that’s a great idea Aurora! An absolutely great idea!” I tell myself out loud hitting the delete file button. I climb down from the loft, with my empty container of ice cream and spoon. When I hit the last step, I hear a knock on my door. “Are you fucking kidding me?!”

  I walk over to the front door and peek out and I don’t recognize the man standing at the door, but holy shit he is hot! Six foot three, athletic physique, five o’clock shadow and brown hair that’s just long enough to run fingers through. I don’t know him though. I grab my cell phone and power it on, see that I have thirty-five text messages all from Ryder. Oh shit! I’m in trouble with my boss! Hoping that the guy on my porch will disappear and/or not say anything. The last thing I need is Ryder going all postal and calling the cops. His line starts to ring and I hear a faint ring from the other side of the door.

  “No fucking way!” I think out loud to myself.

  Ryder

  “I kid you not, Aurora. You don’t answer this phone I will find you!” I say out loud to myself. I spent the last three days trying to get ahold of her. She only sent me ONE message back saying, ‘busy writing call later.’ One more time I try and one more time I get her voicemail. I stop at my room and pack a small over night bag while being on the phone with my professional assistant, Barb about the flight to Victorian Paradise.

  “Boss, maybe the girl wants to be left alone? She did just break up with her fiancé.”

  “She didn’t love him.”

  “How do you know?”

  “Because I do. Now, set the jet up I need to leave now!” I instruct.

  Two hours later, I’m standing on Aurora’s front porch trying to call her and still getting her voicemail. I know she’s home, the lights in her loft are on. I knock on the door and I here footsteps followed by a long pause and then I hear her gasp,

  “No fucking way!” through the door as my phone starts to ring. I see that it is Aurora calling so I answer quickly saying, “Way, now open the door Aurora.” She opens the door slowly and I’m in complete disbelief of her charm and beauty. She’s six foot of pure natural curves. My eyes scan up her body taking in every beautiful inch of her body. I see her naturally curly ash brown hair piled up in a messy bun on top her head. Our eyes meet, and I am left absolutely breathless at the color of her eyes. Her eyes are such a deep blue it’s like staring into a sapphire blue gemstone.

  “What are you doing here?” Aurora asks me.

  “Well, when my BEST-SELLING AUTHOR goes off grid dur
ing a what the fuck moment, you kind of have to do damage control and find her.” I announce, then quickly add, “Not that I wanted to fly all the way out here to find you perfectly okay and in pajamas at what seems to be dinner time, consisting of Toft’s Brown Butter Bourbon Truffle ice cream,” I tell her in disbelief.

  “Don’t judge me!” she scoffs and quickly recovers, “Don’t you have a date with Sugar Tits tonight?” Aurora asks me, her words oozing with sarcasm. I decide to give attitude right back.

  “No, tonight was with sweet cheeks, but yeah, I blew her off to come here to find you,” I retort. “So, you owe me a date.”

  Aurora starts to laugh hard.

  “You think I’m kidding?” I ask trying to be as serious as I can be.

  Aurora stops laughing abruptly, “You weren’t?” she asks.

  “Of course, I’m kidding, Sapphire.”

  “Sapphire? You need to stop confusing me with your new nightly flavors.”

  “I don’t use names or nicknames.”

  “So, women think it’s sexy you just go around calling them hey you?”

  I laugh, the red tinge in her hair, it all makes perfectly logical sense why she’s such a spitfire. I can’t believe I waited so long to come meet her. She’s smart, funny, and gorgeous. “Are we going to talk on the porch all night?”

  “Would you like to? The sunset is amazing off the back porch, and the sunrise is amazing from the front porch.”

  “Aurora, invite me in.”

  “What are you a vampire and you have to be invited to come.”

  I chuckle at her vampire reference. She detests paranormal romance, paranormal and everything along that line, except from one of her one-click authors. I shouldn’t admit this, but she’s my one-click author. I will read every single word if she writes it. This woman doesn’t even know how incredibly sexy she is without even trying.

  “Ryder, would you like to come in?” she asks raising her eyebrow. I don’t know what it is about this sexy woman but she’s turning every thought of mine into something dirty. I take a deep breath, “Ryder, she’s an employee. Sexual harassment remember?” I remind myself. Shaking the thoughts from my mind. She turns around and walks inside, and I notice her hips sashaying from slide to side. She leads me over to the island at the kitchen and we sit down.

  “Ryder, you didn’t have to come all the way here to check on me.”

  “Yeah I did.”

  “Why though? You knew I was okay, I sent you text messages.”

  “Sapphire, it’s not the same,” I defend.

  “Why do you keep calling me Sapphire?! I am NOT one of your nightly flavors!” I yell at him.

  “Okay, geez! I’m sorry! Your eyes remind me of sapphires.” I confess.

  She let’s out a sigh, “I’m sorry, I just…” and she stops, not knowing what to say next.

  “Aurora, I get it,” I tell her cautiously.

  She starts prepping dinner while we talk about the events coming up, book signings, and author appearances. Over dinner I start to ask her about her book and I realize that she’s stuck like no other. Later on, that night we’re sitting out on the porch, enjoying the warm night. She decided to go to bed up in the loft giving me full reign of her down stairs bedroom. I laid in the bed that smelled like her. I strip down to my boxers and lay on her bed. “How do I help her? How can I get her out of this rut she’s in,” I think. “Too bad she doesn’t have a crush on me. I wish she did. That would make this so much easier. If it were easy, she wouldn’t have the writer’s block.” Most of the night I’m lying here thinking how I can get her out of this rut she’s in. If she misses this deadline, both of our heads are going to roll. I wasn’t expecting her to be so beautiful. Nor was I expecting her to put me under a spell like she did. The more I lay in here in her bed and think about this bombshell the harder my cock is becoming. “The things I would do to her. This isn’t helping Ryder; you can’t just get yourself off in her bed. Grounds for immediate removal. Go take a shower, a cold one!” I tell myself. I grab my toiletry bag out of my overnight bag. Padding quickly and quietly to the bathroom and turning on the shower. I remove my boxers and step into the walk-in shower. The warm water hits my back and starts to trail down and I feel myself starting to relax, I close my eyes and my fantasy takes over.

  Aurora padding into the bathroom, removing her clothes, pulling back the shower curtain so she can see me in all of my glory.

  “Do you need some help with that?” She asks seductively.

  “I won’t say no” I reply to her.

  She steps into the shower and her naked body is a site to behold. Her tight kinky brown curls that fall just below her shoulders start to get wet from the water splashing. I watch the water droplets slide down from the tips of her hair and trickle down over her breast. The desire to lick those water droplets get the best of me. Pulling her into me and placing my tongue just above her nipple moving upward. I hear her catch her breath. I move to do the same to the other side, only this time my tongue plays follow the leader with the water droplet. I take her nipple into my mouth and start to suck. Testing the waters with her I bite down gently and she let’s out a small moan. I knew this little sapphire would be into it.

  “On your knees, Sapphire.” Obedient woman that she is gets to her knees in front of me. My rock-hard cock in front of her. Without any further instructions she takes her hand and wraps it around the base. My breath hitches at her actions. Her tongue darts out to meet the head. Circling her tongue around, I look down upon her and her sapphire blue eyes meet mine. I’m instantly taken by her. I place my fingers into the back of her hair to encourage her to do more. I take the shampoo and start to massage her scalp while she takes me deeper into her mouth. I rinse her hair and never once does she loose momentum on the task at hand. I feel her hands move around to grasp my butt and pull me closer into her as she sucks my cock harder than before. I feel myself coming closer to the edge and I immediately pull away and I hear the pop with my cock exiting her mouth. I stand her up and take her into my arms, placing one hand around her neck in such a way that it doesn’t harm her, but rather claims her. Our lips meet with a fervor unlike any other. I push her back against the shower wall and without any further instructions she wraps her legs around me as my cock enters her tight wet pussy. Her hands find my hair and she pulls me closer to her as I slam my cock into her. “Oh Sapphire!” I moan as my release washes down the drain of the shower and I’m pulled out of my fantasy.

  Aurora

  Laying in this bed knowing that my hot as sin boss is down stairs in my bed? Has me thinking lots of crazy things.

  “Sapphire, are you awake?” Ryder says poking his eyes just above the floor board from the ladder up here.

  “I’m awake. What do you need?”

  Without saying a word fantasy Ryder climbs up the rest of the ladder and crawls over to the bed because of the super low ceiling. Not stopping he continues to crawl between my legs peppering kisses along the way, alternating legs until he gets to the apex of my thighs. He inhales slowly.

  “You smell divine,” he growls seductively. A whimper escapes my lips as he presses his lips to the front of my silky panties.

  Reaching over to my night stand, I grab my rabbit out of the drawer and put it in place where I fantasize Ryder’s mouth being.

  He moves my panties to the side and takes a quick lick. “You’re wetter than I thought you’d be,” Ryder says. His low, sexy, almost growl is making me wetter than I’ve been in a really long time. He places one finger inside of me and starts to move in a circular motion. I whimper at the loss when his finger stops, he looks at me with his coffee brown eyes like he’s going to devour every inch of my pussy and I won’t stop him. His tongue finds my pearl and runs circles around it like it were writing a love letter in a language that only the two of us can understand. He takes me to the edge of release and backs off. I whimper at his teasing. His lips form a seal around my clit and he starts sucking while his tongue flic
ks. I grab onto his hair pulling him deeper into me. His finger finds my center again and this time he adds another. My hips start to rock into him deeper and harder and this time there’s no holding off my release. I have too much of a grip on him and I won’t allow him to stop.

  “OH RYDER!” I moan out as my release reaches its peak. I make quick work of cleaning up my rabbit. Realizing that I could’ve been loud enough for him to hear me.

  “Oh Sapphire!” I hear Ryder through the thin walls. Could he really like me like that? Of course not, don’t be silly Aurora, men like that do NOT go after curvy girls their own age. Finally reaching exhaustion after the fantasy driven orgasm, sleep finds me.

  The next morning, I wake up and go downstairs to start breakfast. As I hit the last step, I glance up and see Ryder in gray sweatpants and no shirt dancing along to a song on his phone while whipping some eggs in a bowl.

  “Wow, a boss that cooks ME breakfast? A girl could get use to this!” I say as I sit on a barstool.

  Ryder stops what he’s doing, turns to face me and he asks, “Have you been stalking me Sapphire?”

  “I don’t have to stalk you. When you’re dancing in the kitchen to THIS song, it isn’t something that you can easily ignore in a tiny open floor plan house like this,” I tell him trying to douse the fire he’s creating between the two of us.

  “How long have you been gawking?”

  “Gawking?!” I laugh. “You’re something else! You think you are like God’s gift to women or something! What the fuck is that?! I came down the stairs, looked up and saw this…” moving my hands around to further make my point. He walks over to me with a plate, steps behind me, sits the plate down and whispers, “Have any hot fantasies last night?” His question catches me off guard. No way he could have heard me, right?

  “Is that why you were moaning Sapphire in your sleep last night?” I retort.

  “You heard that?” he asks out loud without thinking.

  “So that WAS you!” I accuse.