At the hotel

The hotel door clicks. Zoe and Sandra are already peeling their clothes away. Nothing between them now but heat and the promise of skin on skin. They start with kisses, soft at first, then hungrier. Zoe slips two fingers between Sandra’s legs, works them in deep, finds the slick, warm place that makes Sandra’s hips jerk. Sandra reaches for Zoe in return, slides into her and curls. They move together, mouths open, breath caught between moans. Blond and brunette bodies tangled on hotel sheets. They never stop touching, never let up until both of them are shaking.