Page 48 of My Ex-Best Men (Ex Marks the Spot #4)

***Claire***

S trippers. There were strippers striding into the hotel ballroom, each of them dressed as firefighters, carrying penis balloons and other penis garb.

My mouth was hanging open, a dangerous choice considering all the penises, but I wasn’t sure I’d ever be able to close it again.

Madeline had ordered strippers for Sophia’s bachelorette.

Firefighter strippers. If I hadn’t thought she had the hots for Will before, the firefighters cemented it. She wanted my man.

The ballroom had been transformed into a pink whirlwind in preparation for the party and it just made the strippers look even more masculine and huge.

All of them were in the traditional firefighter suits, including the helmets.

A few of them had the shields down on those big helmets, blocking their faces.

A spark started to burn down deep in my body as I thought of Will in one of those suits getting ready to dance for me.

It was something I was going to have to bring up to him because I had to admit, it was working for me.

One of the strippers sidled up to Sophia and she held her hands up and shrieked while bouncing away. “No! You’re all dressed like my brother! This is my worst nightmare!”

Jake’s mom whirled a penis balloon over her head and hooted at the dancers. “Yes! This is the best night ever!”

The other bridesmaids were already fanning themselves and inching closer to the men.

Madeline stood just off to the side, her eyes wide as she watched with a hungry look on her face.

It was no surprise that one of the strippers had already set his sights on her.

I wished them both well in my head and moved over to Sophia, giggling at the horrified look on her face.

One of the men quickly stripped down to a very small pair of black underwear and grinned at her. “Better, sweetheart?”

I laughed at the hesitation on her face. Before I could poke fun at her too much, one of the firefighters with his shield down approached me and took my hands. I immediately shook my head and turned bright red. “Oh, no! No, I’m okay. Thank you, though. I’m just going to-”

I shrieked as the big man wrapped his hands around my waist and picked me up.

He tucked one arm under my ass and held me against his body as he walked towards the small stage.

I wasn’t exactly struggling because I was shocked at being manhandled by a stranger but I had plans to skirt away as soon as the man put me down.

“Oh!” I gasped as he put me down in a metal folding chair and gripped the back while thrusting his hips at me.

I pushed my glasses back up my nose and let out a high-pitched giggle.

“Um. That’s okay. I’m not the bride or anything.

You should dance for her. She’s over there.

The one getting the lap dance by the naked guy? Oh? Oh! Sir? I-”

My stripper dropped to his knees in front of me and gripped my knees tight.

He was still gyrating his hips and rolling his body when he brushed his face over my thighs.

By that point, I was shocked stupid. I’d never been danced on like he was dancing on me.

I wasn’t sure what to do with my hands so I just cupped my face as I stared at the show happening on me.

My mind started playing tricks on me, convincing me that the firefighter dancing for me was my firefighter.

It made it easier to watch as he worked the heavy jacket off and tossed it aside before snapping the red suspenders holding up the heavy pants.

The loud snap made me jump and then giggle again.

The long-sleeved shirt he wore still hid most of his body but I still blushed at having one less layer between us.

“Um. My boyfriend’s a firefighter. A real firefighter.

Not that you’re not a real firefighter. Your…

uniform? Your uniform looks very official.

And this is giving me a lot of ideas for my boyfriend but I still think I should-” I lost my breath as he grabbed me again and laid me out on the floor.

Before I could make sense of what the hell was happening or get up he was over me, rolling that big body like he was having his wicked way with me.

“Oh, wow. Okay, yeah, this is… Um, sir? I don’t think my-”

He planted his middle against mine and I felt his hard shaft press into my core through the thick pants. He must’ve felt me stiffen because he lowered his helmet-covered head and growled at me through the shield. “Relax, baby. I happen to know your boyfriend wants you to enjoy yourself.”

It took me a second to make sense of what I was hearing. Will . I let out a shocked gasp and grabbed his helmet. Shoving the shield up, I wasn’t prepared for his wicked, filthy grin or the barrage of thoughts raging through my head. “You’re a stripper?!”

He let out a bark of laughter and lowered his shield before rolling his hips against me again.

Oh. Knowing it was him made it a little too enjoyable.

“You think I was going to let some random guy dressed like a firefighter come in here and touch you? No, baby. You have your own firefighter. If another man was pressing his hard cock into you like this, I’d kill him.

So be a good girl and take what I give you. ”

I was on fire. He slid his body up mine in a way that made me think he was a little too good at dancing and then thrust his hips over my face before spinning his big body and working his way down so we were in a sixty-nine position. Ideas lit up my brain like fireworks.

I was just getting used to having his hips thrusting over my head when he somehow twisted around and flipped me onto my stomach.

He jerked me up on my hands and knees and grabbed a fistful of my hair while simulating fucking me from behind.

I wasn’t sure if that was typical behavior but when I managed to open my eyes and look forward my eyes clashed with Sophia’s.

She had two mostly naked men gyrating on her but her eyes were horrified and focused on where Will was behind me, pretending to take me like an animal.

I realized that there was probably a look of bliss on my face and gasped.

Reaching back, I smacked Will’s hip and apparently that was his sign to change positions again.

I somehow found myself in the air, thighs wrapped around Will’s helmeted head, clutching that helmet as he spun in a circle.

I kept seeing Sophia’s face on a loop with each spin. It wasn’t until the music stopped that Will paused his dancing and put me back on my feet. I looked over and saw Madeline at the sound system, hands on her hips.

“I think you’re getting a little carried away, Claire. You’re disrespecting Will.” She moved closer and glared at me, a disgusted twist to her lips. “Can’t you control yourself?”

Sophia had never looked so uncomfortable and disappointed in me.

It was too much for me to take so I turned and slapped Will’s chest. He grunted and wrapped an arm around my waist while flipping his shield up with his other hand.

I watched Sophia’s face shift with relief and then she threw her head back and laughed so loud that it made the dancer next to her flinch.

Then she froze and glared at Will. “Ew! Will! I just watched you humping my best friend!”

The ballroom doors swung open and the bachelor party came in, arms crossed. I spotted Anthony and Zane before they spotted me and I almost laughed at the cross looks on their faces.

“Let’s have a little fun with those two, huh?

” Will slid his shield back into place just as one of the clueless dancers turned the music back on.

Will, deciding to play with fire, bent me over until I had to press my hands to the floor to hold myself up, and gripped my hips while he thrust against me.

My hair was falling down from all of Will’s humping but through the strands I saw the moment Anthony saw me on the stage, bent over in front of a faceless stripper. The man I’d known as such a sweet and kind guy was nowhere to be found as he let out a battle roar and came stomping towards Will.