“A hotel,” Warren cut him off. “There was one not far from the mountain’s entrance. Take us there, and we will be on our way in the morning.”

I didn’t dare intervene, not when I remembered how angry Warren had been earlier. My pussy was still swollen and sensitive, and there was no telling what he’d do or say in front of Ezra.

Even though… If that’s what he’ll do every time he’s angry at me…

“Leaving early, huh?” I asked Ezra out loud instead as I slipped into the back seat.

Ezra’s eyes met mine in the rearview mirror.

“There’s nothing of value for me there,” he said. “Not after you left.”

Warren’s jaw ticked. His hands turned into fists.

But he said nothing.

I let out a nervous laugh.

“Not really our scene either.”

Ezra hummed and pulled off the shoulder. His driving was much slower and more manageable than Warren’s, which allowed me to fall into a light sleep and escape the awkward tension rising in the car.

22

WARREN

“No,” Addi said with a pout. “Sleep on the floor or something.”

Her hair was a mess after she’d dozed off in the car and the thorough tongue fucking I’d given her. I had been careful not to mess up her makeup too much, but a bit of her eyeliner was smudged on the corners. And she looked exquisite. Especially since it was evidence of how well I fucked her.

I looked at the lackluster room with a frown.

The hotel had a sort of snowy-cabin-esque vibe that, while suited for a nice weekend getaway, was a far cry from the five-star hotels I usually picked.

And it was almost fully booked, with only one room left.

Its windows overlooked the small mountain town; it had a table and chair for working, a bathroom, and... one bed.

Contrary to what she probably thought, I didn’t pick this.

“I had my tongue on your cunt less than an hour ago,” I said in a low rumble, my gaze traveling Addi’s body. “Are you really worried about sharing a bed with me?”

Her face flushed that beautiful red again.

“This is different. This is... intimate.”

So was the pussy eating. Her first.

But I didn’t say that out loud. She might have brushed it off as just sex, but it was more than that, and I couldn’t get it out of my head.

How has not one single person she’d been with since me ever gone down on her?

Addi was so responsive and so drop-dead gorgeous that any man in his right mind should have fallen to his knees for her if given the chance.

They weren’t men. They were boys.

Suddenly, I felt the need to erase all other experiences from her mind, leaving only ours. Ones where she was lost in pleasure. Where all her desires came true.