Stuck Indoors Together

Cadence Lux walks into the cabin and stops dead. Some woman named Serena Blair is camped out on the couch like she owns it. Double-booked, the front desk says. They size each other up, shrug, and decide to split the place since they figure they’ll mostly be outside anyway. Then the sky opens up. Rain hammers the roof for days. Books and cards only kill so long. Eyes start lingering. One night the horror movie is loud but nobody’s watching. They slide together on the sofa, mouths meeting, tongues urgent. Cadence tastes the salt on Serena’s skin and drops lower, dragging her tongue through wet folds until Serena’s thighs clamp around her head. Serena returns the favor, sucking Cadence’s clit between hungry lips. The storm drowns their moans. Breathless, they grind and lick until every drop of tension floods out between them. That double-booking might be the luckiest screw-up either of them ever had.