Page 32 of Keeping Skylar (Fractured Hearts #1)

I clear my throat and glance around the table. “Well, enjoy the rest of your night, guys,” I say, casting a quick glance at Skylar. “I’ll see you at home.”

Her expression remains unchanged, but she gives a slow, measured nod. I offer one last wave before turning on my heels and walking away.

The moment I step outside and spot the two ladies waiting by what appears to be our Uber ride back to their hotel, the excitement and thrill I felt earlier has vanished, replaced by an overwhelming urge to run back inside to Skylar.

We finally arrive at the girls’ hotel, and the second we step inside, I pin Katie against the wall, my lips crashing with hers as I kiss her hard and deep.

While my mouth and tongue devour Katie’s, Summer watches from the side with a look of desire and lust. Not wanting to waste another second, we eagerly strip each other’s clothes, layer by layer, until not a single piece of fabric remains between us.

We reach the king-size bed, and the girls quickly climb in and curl up on their sides, facing each other with playful smiles and tangled limbs. I hover at the edge of the mattress, taking in the delicious view of their smooth, naked curves. Fucking hot!

They immediately start kissing, running their hands along each other’s velvety smooth skin, while I grip my cock in my hand and slowly start stroking. Yes. This is just what I need.

Once I’m fully hard, I climb onto the bed, positioning myself behind Summer, who is now sandwiched between Katie and me. I gently sweep her long blonde hair to the side as I kiss and nip the curve of her neck. She moans softly into Katie’s mouth, and my dick instantly throbs.

Katie shifts, lowering herself between Summer’s legs, her movements slow and deliberate.

She kisses and licks the soft skin of her inner thighs, gradually working her way up until her mouth fully envelops Summer’s soaking pussy.

Summer’s body squirms and her mouth gasps in pleasure as Katie’s tongue darts out, swirling and teasing her clit.

I massage Summer’s breasts, my fingers squeezing and tugging at her taut nipples as I lie and watch, completely enthralled by the sight of the fiery redhead feasting on her friend.

My mind suddenly wanders to a certain brunette, picturing her sprawled across the bed, her sinful body radiating with heat and temptation.

Her legs are spread wide, beckoning me to take what I want.

And you bet I do. I indulge every inch of her pussy with my lips, teeth and tongue, savouring the sweet nectar of her arousal. Fuck!

My dick throbs painfully, and it’s not from the sexy blonde lying next to me whose moans are growing louder as she approaches the edge of her release. No, I’m hard and aching for Skylar, my roommate—the very same roommate who’s keeping me at arm’s length.

Moments later, Summer’s hand presses firmly on Katie’s head, grinding her glistening, eager core on Katie’s face, until she reaches her climax, screaming as Katie licks and swallows her thick, creamy juices.

My gaze is locked on the two women spread out before me, yet my mind still lingers on Skylar. Even in the middle of a three-way, she still manages to invade my thoughts. What the fuck is wrong with me?

Katie slowly sits up and leans over to me. Gripping the back of my neck, she slams her mouth against mine, and I instantly taste Summer’s cum on her lips.

Mmm ... I wonder if Skylar tastes just as sweet—or perhaps—sweeter? Okay, now I definitely know I’m fucked in the head because even as I’m kissing Katie, it’s Skylar I see. It’s her lips that I’m tasting. Her moans that I’m hearing. It’s her warm body I feel pressed against mine.

I break away from Katie and quickly climb out of bed. Both women exchange a surprised, confused glance, clearly taken aback by my sudden reaction.

“Everything okay, Heath?” Katie asks with a frown.

I run my fingers through my hair and release a frustrated sigh. “I’m sorry, ladies, but my mind is elsewhere tonight. I don’t think I’m up for this.” I give them a tight, apologetic smile.

The angry scowl on their faces, tells me that I’ve most likely ruined their last night in town.

“You ladies have been amazing, but I think it’s probably best that I head home,” I tell them before getting dressed and quietly exiting their hotel, unable to face the two women any longer.

As I wait outside the building for my Uber to arrive, I silently berate myself for ever thinking that I could go through with this, especially when my head—and dick—are still hung up on Skylar.

Tonight has only proven that no matter how hard I try to distract myself, Skylar will always linger in the back of my mind.

I can still remember the flicker of anger in her eyes when she realised I was leaving with Katie and Summer.

I could feel her disapproval the moment I walked away, like the idea of me hooking up with two strangers disgusted her.

Or maybe ... just maybe, she was disappointed I wasn’t going home with her.

I can’t help but wonder if she actually cared, and that perhaps, she feels the same way but is holding back—shielding herself from the possibility of getting hurt again. There’s no denying the unmistakable chemistry between us. I felt a deep connection with her since the first day.

On the way home, all I can think about is how to ease Skylar’s worries. I hate the growing wall she keeps building between us, and I have no idea how to get through it. I just want to show her she’s safe with me—that I’m not him, and I’d never break her trust.

I guess for now, all I can do is be patient—take our time getting to know each other and focus on building something real and honest. I’ll take whatever she’s willing to give, if it means she might finally let her guard down and, maybe, just maybe, take a chance on us. Only time will tell.