Page 8 of Double Booked


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They double-booked my cabin, and now there is a strange man in here with me.

I lowly giggled when my phone rang. I knew she wasn’t going to let that go easily.

“What do you mean there’s a strange man with you?”

I had to pull the phone away from my ear because Mariah was way too loud.

“Exactly what I said. I was in the shower, and when I came out, there was a dread head with a gun in my face, standing there,” I whispered.

“What!”

I could hear her husband in the background asking what was going on, and when she told him, he told her to tell me that they were on their way to get me.

“Both of y’all can relax. I’m fine. At least I think so.”

“What does he look like?” she whispered.

I pulled the covers over my head like I was sneaking from my parents, because I wasn’t sure where Major was.

“Girl, he’s over six feet. He has locs that are a little below his shoulders. Brown skin with a full beard and mustache. Dark brown eyes and bushy eyebrows.”

“Oh, so he fine.”

“As hell.” I closed my eyes and pictured Major’s face. Even when he was mad about me being in the cabin, he was still sexy as hell.

I told her about how I watched him gather the wood, and when I got the splinter, and how attentive he was. I also told her how he probably thought I was crazy after storming off from a simple question.

“Maybe you should make amends and see what happens. I mean, you’re stuck there. What’s the worst that could happen?”

I could die.

Or, I could have sex with him and become dickmatized by a man I’ll probably never see again. Then again, he could be just as bad as Daniel. He seemed a little cocky to have trash dick, though.

“Tumy, get out of your head and see where the weekend takes you. Let loose a little.”

“I guess. What if he has a girlfriend?”

“Only one way to find out. Since you are good, I’m going to tend to my husband. Do all the things I plan to do.” She laughed. “If you seriously need me, don’t hesitate to call.”

We said goodbye, then I put my phone on the charger. Since Sparrow decided to go under the bed, I got up and grabbed one of my toys from my bag. I tried to get one that didn’t make too much noise and prayed Major didn’t hear me. I closed my eyes and visualized the way he looked at me and how he licked his lips. As I ran the vibrator over my clit, I imagined it was Major’s tongue. I tucked my bottom lip between my teeth as I brought myself to a climax. It was hard keeping my moans low, but I accomplished it. At least I hoped I did.

When I was finished, I tucked the vibrator under the pillow and went to sleep.

The next morning,I woke up pissed because the couch was uncomfortable as hell. I tossed and turned all night. I didn’t pay the money I did to sleep on a damn couch. I wanted to go back to the front desk and strangle whoever was there. This shit was unacceptable, and they should have done a better job at booking the cabins.

At one point, I got up to go to the bathroom, and I almost knocked on the bedroom door and forced Tumy to let me come in. I paced in front of the door for a minute, but when I heard a low buzzing sound, I paused. I quietly put my ear to the door, and I could have sworn she was in there pleasuring herself. I could tell she tried to be quiet, but I did hear a low moan escape her pretty ass lips. The thought of even watching her made mydick hard. So not only was I on that bullshit couch, but I also had to try to sleep with a hard dick. The shit was rough.

It was quiet, so I decided to get up and get myself together before Tumy came out of the room. I knew how women were, and I wasn’t trying to argue with her over the bathroom.

I stretched and stood from the couch. I took a moment to fold the cover and placed the pillow on top. I walked over to the floor-to-ceiling windows and groaned at how much snow had fallen overnight. Maranda wasn’t lying when she said it was going to storm. It had to be at least a foot of snow outside, and it hadn’t stopped. I watched it for a minute or two, then got my clothes from my bag. Even though I was mad about the couch, I still tried to be quiet as I headed to the bathroom. I wasn’t completely rude. Plus, I wasn’t sure if I was ready to face Tumy again. I couldn’t get her cute ass face out of my mind. She had this shy girl next door look about her, but that wasn’t the case. If I were keeping it real, I wanted to learn more about her. What made her so comfortable pushing my hand out of her face?

We would have to get better acquainted with each other if we were going to be stuck together. I wasn’t trying to spend the whole time tiptoeing around in order not to offend her.

Since I couldn’t go anywhere, I showered and put on sweatpants and a hoodie. I thought about still going out to hunt, but the way the snow came down, I probably would get stuck somewhere. It wasn’t a good idea to go out by myself, and I couldn’t rely on Tumy to even call for help if I didn’t make it back.

I thought about going to the rental office to ask again if they had any vacancies by chance, but I already knew there was no point. Maranda said they didn’t, and I doubt anyone had left overnight. I needed to find something to do since I couldn’t go outside. I wasn’t prepared to stay inside the whole time, so I didn’t bring my laptop or anything. The cabin had a television,but I wasn’t much of a TV guy unless it was sports or a hunting show.