Wynter’s POV
I wake up sore and confused, the room around me unfamiliar as I sit up gingerly, wincing slightly at the muscle ache between my legs.
I quickly realise where I am, I’m in Connor’s bedroom, in his bed! I glance beside me, but the other side is empty, and as I run my hand over the cold sheet I know I’ve been here on my own for a while.
Everything that happened earlier flashes through my mind, how he took charge of my body, demanding that I submit to him and how much I enjoyed complying. I also remember how afterward, he took care of me, cleaning me up before placing me in his bed and covering me before climbing in beside me and holding me as I fell asleep.
Now, here in his room, alone, I don’t know what to do, do I just get up? Leave? Where do I go? Back to my room or do I g
