Page 19 of My Ex-Best Men (Ex Marks the Spot #4)

***Claire***

“ T urn it up! I want to dance!” Sophia dragged Jake to his feet and as soon as the music was turned higher, she forced him to dance with her. I was thankful for the distraction and would have to hug her later.

“Dance with me?” Zane didn’t give me a chance to say no; he slid to his feet and pulled me out of my chair and Anthony’s arms. “Remember the first time I got you to dance with me?”

I snapped out of my stunned silence and sucked in a breath of air that I desperately needed. With a clearer head and only one man in front of me, I could almost think clearly. “You called me out in front of the entire campus.”

He held me close with both of his hands low on my back.

As we moved our hips together, his hands dipped lower.

“I saw you sitting on the steps on McConner and I knew you were going home with me. You looked like you’d rather be anywhere else but at that first day celebration. I heard the music and took my chance.”

I forget everything around us, much the same way I had that first time, when he dipped me and pulled me back with a snap that took my breath. The man had moves and he used them on me without a care for who was watching or where we were. “You did not know I was coming home with you.”

The song changed and Zane changed tactics.

He slid his thigh between mine and held me loosely.

“That’s right, Claire. Move with the music.

Just like that. Just like that night on the quad.

You shocked me that night, you know? I expected you to move like the shy woman you were but instead you rolled your hips like you’d been dancing for tips your whole life. ”

I felt him tug my hair free and let it sway behind me as we moved together. “I didn’t know what I was doing. I never did with you. I still don’t.”

He gripped the back of my neck and forced my upper half against his. “And yet you do it so fucking well.”

“I’m cutting in, pretty boy.” Will took my hand and spun me away from Zane and into his own arms. Before I could look around to see if Sophia was watching, Will growled. “Focus on me just like you did with him. No one is watching us.”

I was afraid of what it said about me that I was so easily able to switch my attention from Zane to Will. I stared up at him and told myself that dancing with Will in front of everyone was okay. It didn’t mean anything.

Will kept his hands in appropriate places but the look in his eyes was pure sex.

The log pressing against my stomach was also pretty inappropriate but I wasn’t going to mention it.

“It’s getting harder and harder to just sit by on the sidelines, C.

When I see them touching you so openly, it makes me fucking crazy.

I’m about ready to bend you over and claim you in front of everyone. ”

The idea made me shudder and I hated myself for loving the taboo thought. It was wrong. It didn’t matter, though. Not when it was Will saying the words.

“You like that, don’t you? You like the thought of me fucking you in front of everyone. You want me to yank up that tiny dress and drive my dick so deep inside of you that you scream while everyone watches and sees just how much I own you?”

I whimpered and clutched at his shoulders desperately, like I’d find my sanity there.

He couldn’t say those things to me. He was making me want to be a bad friend and I needed to be stronger than that.

When I forced myself to look around to find Sophia’s face to remind myself of why I couldn’t give into my lust I realized that Will had danced me to the side of the patio.

He glanced over his shoulder and then pushed me around the side of the hotel and into the first open door.

He shoved it closed shut behind us and then he was on me.

He kissed me roughly, our teeth knocking more than once as we went at each other.

His hands were everywhere as we kissed and I didn’t even consider stopping him when he yanked up my dress and palmed my ass.

I went up on my toes as he slid his hand lower and cupped my core over my panties. His grip was possessive and firm as he held me by my sex and kissed his way across my jaw.

“This was mine first.” He drew his hand back and lightly slapped me between my thighs. He swallowed my gasp and kissed me deeper while rubbing me, still through my panties. When he pulled away again, I was shocked by the hunger on his face. “It’s going to be mine again, isn’t it, Claire?”

I opened my mouth, the answer so sure and ready on the tip of my tongue, but before I could get it out, movement from the corner of my eye caught my attention and I nearly screamed until I saw it was Zane and Anthony who’d slipped into the room with us.

I sprung away from Will and looked around desperately for something to hide behind.

It was the second time in one day that I’d been caught with one of them by the other two and I was starting to feel like Uncle Sal was dressing me based on the fact that I was running around like a dog in heat.

I realized we’d slipped into the ballroom and that there were a couple of staff members on the other side of the room, pretending to not be there.

I was making a mess of things. Alcohol, my personality and need to organize things, and my desire to have things be perfect had words spilling out of my mouth before I could stop them.

“I’m just going to come right out and say it.

Obviously, I’m attracted to all three of you.

Obviously, I have feelings or something and those feelings are making me act like…

Well, I’d rather not say how I feel I’ve been acting.

This is weird and awkward and I’m still not sure I’m not stuck in a nightmare.

I have this crazy sexual attraction to each of you and I can’t seem to keep it in my pants.

” I paused. “I regret saying it like that. Oh, man, I regret saying any of this. Or maybe I don’t.

Maybe I need to say it because I don’t want to hurt anyone.

I don’t know what’s happening here but it can’t happen. ”

Zane sighed. “There’s the part I hate.”

“I’m here to make sure Soph’s wedding is perfect and that’s what I need to be doing.

I need to be focused on Soph, not getting myself off with three of the most insanely sexy men…

Shit. I lost my train of thought.” I tugged at the ends of my hair and gasped.

“Oh, yeah! I can’t do this. No matter how much I seem to want to.

So we just all have to keep our hands to ourselves. ”

“Oh?” Will shook his head and smiled. “Just how many mimosas did you have? You didn’t seem drunk until you started talking.”

“Ignore that. We just have to agree to keep our hands to ourselves. Okay?” I looked at each of them and was confused by how amused they all seemed to be. “What?”

“I’m not going to be able to agree to that, baby.” Anthony was the first to deny me.

“I hate to agree with this asshole but I do. I’m not agreeing to stay away from you.” Zane shrugged. “Sorry.”

Will stepped towards me and tapped the end of my nose. “Never going to happen.”

I slowly backed away without saying anything else because I wasn’t sure what was happening. I let myself out of the ballroom and rushed back around the corner to rejoin the luncheon with a racing heart and a raging libido.