Page 35 of My Ex-Best Men (Ex Marks the Spot #4)

***Claire***

T he tattoo sealed my fate. Hearing Will say he cared about me was one thing but seeing it in ink on his skin made it real.

I touched the beautiful sun again and then looked up at the intense expression on his face.

The smile had faded as he waited on my response.

Words failed me so I chose to show him how I felt with my body.

I dropped to my knees and gripped his hips as I opened my mouth and took his length into my mouth.

With my head pinned between his body and the shower wall, I didn’t have much room to work with but I was determined.

“Fuck. Claire, you don’t-” He didn’t finish his sentence when I took him deeper.

I breathed through my nose and pushed myself to do more and be better for him.

I wanted to make him feel as good as that tattoo made me feel.

I wanted him to know how much I cared about him without needing to formulate the words.

I looked up at him as I sucked and moaned when I saw the expression on his face.

He was holding back and I didn’t want him to.

He must’ve seen the challenge in my gaze because his jaw tightened. “Stop looking at me like you want me to devour you, baby.”

I reached up and grabbed his hands where they were pressed into the wall and brought them down to my head. He’d spent months being delicate with me when we were together. He gave me the best introduction to sex I could’ve ever had. I wanted to give him the best of me in return.

Will tightened his grip on my head and growled. “Tap my thigh if it’s too much.”

I relaxed my throat and trailed my hand down to my core.

Will let himself go and he gave me a taste of the power that radiated off of his body.

He pinned my head to the wall by my hair and fucked my mouth through my gags and gargling.

He pulled back every few thrusts to let me breathe but then he was back, thrusting deep and fast.

I stroked my clit fast in time with those thrusts and when I felt Will’s first jet of come paint the back of my throat, I came hard.

I swallowed as much of his come as I could and slumped against the wall when he pulled out and sprayed the last few jets on my chest. Moaning with my hand still between my thighs, I expected a few minutes of recovery time but Will proved that he was a different breed.

He picked me up and entered my aching core with one deep stroke.

Then his mouth was on mine as he pressed me into the glass shower door.

He kissed me hard and let his come smear all over our chests.

He growled when I wrapped my limbs around his hard body.

“I never got to hear you really scream my name before, Claire. I want to hear it.”

My head dropped back into the door as he drove his dick into me hard and fast. My nerve endings took a pounding and loved every second of it. I was barely containing my pleasure when he dropped his mouth to my throat and sucked. Giving him what he wanted, I screamed his name as I came.

Will shut off the water and carried me to his bedroom. Dropping me down on it, he followed me, spreading my thighs wide with his body as he continued fucking me with quick, pleasurable snaps of his hips. He dropped his hand between our bodies and teased my clit until I was coming again.

“I need to hear you scream one more time, baby.” He pulled out and flipped me over on my stomach. He slammed deep while I was still flat on my stomach and I cried out his name as the new position made him feel even larger inside me.

I twisted my head back to watch him and he grabbed my chin so he could kiss me.

He was everywhere, all around and over me, pressing me into the bed, and the sensation of being consumed and controlled by him was enough with the friction of the bedding brushing against my clit to shove me over the edge into one last orgasm.

I screamed his name and held on while he drove into me a few more times and then stilled as he unloaded into my sex.

I went limp and he covered my neck and back in kisses before rolling us both over so I was on his chest, my body a sweaty mess. He held me there and reached down between my thighs to play with his seed that was spilling from my core. He pushed it back inside and then used it to paint my ass.

“Having fun?” I yawned and teased his nipple. “I never knew you were into finger painting.”

He pushed two fingers deep and curled them until I moaned. “Any excuse to touch you.”

“You don’t need an excuse.”

“In that case…” He grinned and rolled us both over. “I have a lot of lost time to make up for.”

I learned that he was insatiable, even more so than when he was a teenager still.

By the time we let go of each other and made it back to the rented house, I could hardly keep my eyes open.

I’d been showered in affection and orgasms and then actually showered again before making it out of Will’s house. I was in heaven.

Seeing the hotel again brought back reality, though, and I felt that impending doom feeling rush back because I knew I had to meet with Sophia before making sure the dinner and movie night went off without a hitch.

Maybe I shouldn’t have spent the day in Will’s bed before hearing Soph out.

I didn’t know what to expect from her and I was terrified she’d tell me that she didn’t want me anywhere near her brother.

I didn’t know what I’d do because I was quickly realizing that I was hopeless when it came to Will. And Zane. And Anthony.

I forced Will to stay behind as I left to meet Soph at her room.

I’d dressed in the most conservative outfit Uncle Sal had provided, another sheer, silk chemise and short set in black with white lace trim.

Even with more of my body being covered than normal in his outfits, I felt like a whore when my body ached in places Will had just touched and with it covered in signs of his attention.

Sophia was waiting on me outside her room with two glasses of wine and a quick shake of her head. “You slut.”

Horror and shame slammed down on me and I was seconds from begging her to forgive me when she laughed. I looked up and saw her smiling at me with tears in her eyes.

“Claire, get real. You’re my best friend and sister. You think I’d trash our relationship just because you have bad taste in men and dated Will?” She grabbed me and pulled me into a hug, accidentally spilling wine down my back. “Oh, shit! Sorry! I’m sorry! I promise I didn’t mean to do that.”

I grimaced as wine soaked my panties and trailed down my thighs. “I’d deserve it if you did.”

“Shut up. I don’t like that you hid it from me for so long but I can understand.

I think I knew you had a crush on him. I think I knew he’d always had a thing for you, too.

I just never thought it was a good idea because I was terrified of losing you.

But you proved to me that you can be with Will and then without Will and it not affect our friendship.

Do what you want, C. Just don’t make me watch my brother kiss you.

God, the idea of it still grosses me out, even if I’m a fully grown adult now. ”

“I would never chance losing you, Soph. You’re my family.”

She sniffed and then drained the wine that wasn’t dripping down my back. “I’m going to give Will hell, you know?”

I smiled. “Yeah, I know. You always do.”