I woke up wrapped in blankets with a faint smile on my lips. I could still feel Ollie's touches and kisses on me. I still remembered his velvety voice, which he used to control me like his puppet at night. I was sore but satisfied in several ways.

I stretched blissfully, purred like a cat, and then—

Frightened, I reached behind me and felt only emptiness. I sat up and looked around the room. He wasn't here anywhere. To hell with it. Did I just imagine it?

But then I looked down. I wasn't wearing any panties, my tank top was bunched up under my breasts, and my lap and...