He nodded so quickly he nearly dislodged my hand, and immediately started undoing my pants. His back was to the window blocking the moonlight, so it took him a few times to get my fly open as his hands fumbled in the dark.
The moment my pants were open, and my arousal exposed to the air, there was no hesitation. He immediately wrapped his hands around my cock and his mouth descended upon me.
I gasped and clutched his shoulders for support against the sudden pleasure that shot through me like electricity. Until now,I’d been thinking of Ellis as a type of virgin, but that was wrong. The man clearly knew what he was doing as his lips and tongue pleasured me with expert skill. He somehow managed to find all my sensitive spots and even managed to swallow me to the back of his throat without any trouble.
And the man still didn’t have his memories, meaning all of this came purely from muscle memory.
My view of Ellis shifted. The man acted innocent, but once he regained his memory it was probably going to turn out that he had more experience than I did.
Not that I was complaining. Oh no. I certainly wasn’t going to complain about his past sexual history when I was the one benefiting from it now.
It took an embarrassingly short amount of time before I was already approaching my end. Not wanting to finish so soon, I tugged on his hair to pull him away from me.
“Stop. Ellis, stop. Not yet.”
He groaned, and the vibrations of his voice nearly sent me over the edge.
With one last harsh tug, I managed to dislodge him from me. He was panting and flushed, but there was a delighted gleam in his eyes.
“What?” he whined. “I wasn’t done.”
Pushing at his chest, I shoved him harshly back onto the bed and climbed over him.
“I’m not done, either. That’s why you had to stop. There’s more I want to do with you.”
It was a stroke of luck that I kept the lube and condoms stored in my bedside table. Since I’d never brought a partner back to my house, and had no plans to do so, there was no reason to keep them close at hand. I’d only bought them on a hopeful whim and stored them in the nightstand because I had no other place for them.
I silently thanked my past self for the spontaneous decision as I grabbed the supplies from the drawer, grateful that I didn’t have to leave the bed or even pull very far away from Ellis to reach them.
Unfortunately, that was where my luck ended. The lube bottle had never been used, and I had to fumble with the plastic seal around the cap to open it.
Ellis laughed. It was a breathless sound, but still obviously one of humor.
“Don’t tell me you’ve never done this before. At least one of us needs to remember what they’re doing.”
“I have,” I said through gritted teeth as I finally managed to get the damned bottle open. “Just not here.”
“So, I’m the first in this bed.”
He didn’t say so, but I could tell that the thought made him happy from the way his eyes sparkled.
“Honestly, you’re the first in a while. I’ve been too busy getting everything here built.”
“Well…” He eyed me up and down, then relaxed back against the pillows and let his legs fall open wider, bracketing my hips on both sides. “I hope you still remember how it works.”
That sounded like a challenge.
Coating my fingers in a generous amount of lube, I hitched one of his legs over my shoulder to open him up to me even more.
“See for yourself.”
The first finger slid into him easily. He threw his head back, clinging to the headboard as a second finger quickly followed the first.
Yes. Ellis definitely had plenty of experience before. Even if his mind didn’t remember, his body certainly did. There was a moment of resistance as internal muscles fought against the stretch of my fingers. But then, with a deep breath, Ellis relaxed, and I was able to press in even deeper.
“Fuuuck,” Ellis groaned when I hit a particularly sweet spot inside him. “Y-youdoknow what you’re doing.”
“Told you.”