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Unfortunately, large burly men who were also submissive were in short supply. It was one of the reasons I hadn’t bothered to seriously pursue a relationship until now. One way or another, I always had to settle.

Ellis ticked all my boxes. Even the amnesia was a bit of a turn on, though I’d never admit such a thing out loud. He was a blank slate I could leave my mark on, and the sense of power that came with it was a heady sensation.

“Brody?” Ellis asked again when I didn’t respond.

I’d been lost in my thoughts for too long. He was going to start thinking something was wrong.

Stepping back just enough to give him some room, I cast the last of my doubt from my mind. Ellis didn’t need uncertainty right now. He needed a steady hand.

“Get undressed.”

He jumped and a smile broke out on his face as he immediately started undoing the buttons down his shirt. As I expected, he was much more comfortable with clear directions to follow.

His shirt hit the ground with a disproportionately loud sound. The only thing louder was the beating of my own heart pounding in my ears.

The dark curls on Ellis’s head continued down over his chest as well. There was even an alluring trail over his stomach leading down to the waist of his pants. I ran a hand over his bare chest, then stroked up his neck until I was cupping his chin once again. Since he was sitting down, I had to lean forward to kiss him, but just before our lips touched, I stopped.

“All of it.”

“Huh?” Ellis said with a dazed voice.

We were so close my breath ghosted over his lips.

“Your clothes,” I reminded him. “Take off all of them.”

He swallowed a few times, swaying forward as if to chase the kiss that he anticipated.

I leaned back to avoid him. That wasn’t how it worked. If he wanted something, he had to do as he was told first.

When our lips still didn’t touch, Ellis jerked out of the daze he’d fallen into and finally registered what I was saying.

“What? Oh, right.”

The last of his clothing was removed with the same lack of ceremony as his shirt. He sat on the bed, leaning back on his hands with his legs slightly parted so I could easily see all of him, completely unselfconscious.

It was a refreshing change to what I usually expected with partners. Those who were submissive were often shy as well. On the rare occasion when I found someone who wasn’t shy, it usually came hand in hand with arrogance.

Ellis was none of those things. He was soft and eager to obey, but he was also very straightforward. Neither shy nor arrogant. He presented his body without any fanfare.

Maybe, without his memories, he had no reason to be self-conscious. There was nothing in his head telling him that nudity was something to be ashamed of.

Or maybe this was just how he was naturally. Either way, it was a win for me.

I pressed one knee against the edge of the bed, forcing him to spread his legs a little wider.

“Good boy.” I carded my hand through his hair, and he leaned into my touch. “Such good behavior should be rewarded. Is there anything that you want?”

It was only now that a blush of embarrassment spread over his cheeks. It was such an interesting contradiction. Nudity didn’t affect him, but his own desires did.

Looking up at me through surprisingly long lashes, Ellis tugged at the button of my pants. “Can I?”

“Can you… what?” I had an idea of what he was asking for, but I wasn’t going to make it easier for him. “Come on, Ellis. I need full sentences.”

“Can I… use my mouth on you. I think that’s something I enjoy. The idea feels right, at least.”

Well, I’d never say no to that.

“Of course.” My fingers remained tangled in his hair. “But you’ve got to do it yourself.”