“That’s really cool,” he spoke. “Is it ever wrong?”
“God, I hope not.” I laughed.
He let out a chuckle as he lightly took hold of my arm.
“How about a glass of wine before bed?”
“I would like that.” I smiled. “If you don’t mind, I would like to lead you to the kitchen.”
“Be my guest.” He let go of my arm.
I pushed the button to the elevator and once we stepped inside, I found the button to the Garden level and pushed it. The doors opened and I stepped out, turning to the right, and making my way to the kitchen.
“See.” I grinned. “No need to worry, Mr. Klein. I got this whole blind thing down.”
“I’m sorry, Aubrey. It’s just—”
“It’s just you’ve never met a blind person before and you can’t understand how we do the things we do. I get it. You’re not the only person who thinks that. I’m the same as you, Ethan. I can do everything you can do, and I can go to the same places you go. The only difference is I don’t have eyesight.”
“I know that.” He lightly placed his hand on the side of my face.
Taking in a sharp breath, my heart began to rapidly beat.
****
Ethan
While my hand stroked her cheek, my other clenched into a fist. I shouldn’t, but I couldn’t control myself and I knew she wanted me too. I still had more of her body to explore and the desire inside me was raging out of control. Not to mention my cock, which was getting hard just by looking at her in my t-shirt.
I leaned down and my tongue softly glided over her neck. A light moan escaped her. She didn’t push me away as she brought her hands up to my head and her fingers tangled through my hair. I picked her up and her legs wrapped tightly around my waist. Carrying her to the elevator, I took her to her room, sat her on the bed, and pulled my t-shirt over her head. Kneeling down, I took her breasts in my mouth, one at a time, exploring them and gently wrapping my lips around her hardened nipples. Her hands roamed down my body as her fingers gripped the bottom of my shirt, pulling it up and over my head. Standing up, I took down my pants, kicked them to the side, and then pulled the covers back. I was taking this slow with her because I needed to devour every inch of her body. I laid her back so her head rested on the pillow. Her hands planted firmly on my chest. I kept staring at her lips. Parted lips that were begging to be kissed. I was close as I leaned down and could feel the warm air that escaped them. But instead, I slid my tongue down her torso, circling her belly button as her tummy tightened and her back arched with pleasure. Slowly making my way down to her clit, my tongue made tiny teasing circles before sliding up and down her, taking in the wetness that was already there. Placing my hands on her inner thighs, I spread her legs wider and inserted my tongue in her opening. She was so beautiful and her pussy was perfection. As my mouth devoured every inch of her swollen area, my hands reached up and played with her breasts. Her moans increased in loudness and her body tightened around me as she came. I wasn’t finished with her yet as I plunged a finger inside and my mouth made its way back up to her.
“I want you on top of me,” I whispered in her ear. “I want to watch that beautiful body of yours fuck me until I come.”
A smile crossed her lips as I climbed off the bed to get a condom. She grabbed my hand and when I turned and looked at her, she spoke, “I’m on birth control, so you don’t need to use a condom.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’m positive. I want to feel you and only you.”
I climbed into bed and pulled her on top of me, holding her naked body against me. She sat up and took hold of my rock hard cock in her hand, stroking it up and down with a firm grip. Throwing my head back, I gasped at her touch. It was sensual and I was about to explode. Hovering over me, she brushed her clit against the head of my cock before inserting it inside her, slowly pushing down until I was buried deep inside. She moved up and down me like a goddess and circled her hips, causing my arousal to heighten. Her pussy clamped around me as she moved back and forth in a perfect rhythm that sent shivers down my spine and her wetness coated my cock with sheer delight. I fondled her breasts as she rode me, fingering her hard nipples and taking in the glorious sight before me. I’d never seen a more beautiful woman than I was seeing at that moment. Her hair that fell over her shoulders, the upward curve of her mouth that produced an exquisite smile, and her palms that were firmly planted on my chest. Loud moans escaped us both as her movements became rapid. Her clit swelled against my cock and she was about to come.
“Come for me, baby,” I panted. “As soon as you come, I will. I’m holding back for you.”
I grasped her hips and moved her back and forth against me, intensifying the pleasure for both of us. She howled as I felt the warmth pour from her and my cock exploded while I held her still and strained to make sure I filled her with every last drop I had in me. She collapsed on my chest. Her breasts pressed firmly against me. Wrapping my arms tightly around her back, I held her and we lay there until our heart rates slowed.
She rolled off of me and lay on her side, as did I. Bringing my hand to her cheek, I ran my finger down it and smiled. Even though I knew she couldn’t see my smile, I didn’t care.
“You were amazing,” I spoke.
“So were you.” She smiled.
I knew I needed to leave, but I didn’t want to just yet, so I lay on my back and pulled her into me, holding her tight.
“Can I ask you something?” I spoke.
“Of course.”
“You don’t seem upset about your apartment building. I thought maybe you’d be all stressed out or something, but you haven’t spoken a single word about it.”
“I’m okay, my aunt is okay, and the rest of the tenants are okay. Nobody was hurt and that’s all that matters.”
“Aren’t you worried about your stuff? The damage to your apartment?”
“Not really. Those are all material things and they can easily be replaced and my apartment can be fixed. Everything will work out.”
The strength that this woman possessed amazed me. I lay there, staring up at the ceiling as my finger caressed her arm and the demons inside me tried to claw their way out.
“I guess I should go to my room now.”
There was silence. No response from her. I looked down and saw she was sound asleep, an angel who was worn out from the activities of the night. I sighed, for I didn’t want to wake her. Maybe I’d just close my eyes for a while and when I awoke, she’d have moved and I could quietly leave.
Chapter 14
Aubrey
My eyes opened to the sounds of Ethan mumbling something in his sleep. His legs were restless and I could feel him tossing and turning. I couldn’t quite make out what he was saying, but he was definitely having a nightmare.
“Ethan,” I softly spoke as I reached over and touched his arm, which was covered in sweat.
He jerked it away from me and I heard the rustling of the sheets as he rolled over on his side. I reached out to touch him and placed my hand on his back. He was soaked and still mumbling. But this time, his mumbles grew louder and then suddenly, they stopped. I lay there for a moment¸ waiting, wondering if he had awoken from his nightmare.
“Ethan, are you okay?”
I could hear the sharp intake of his breath before he spoke.
“I’m fine, Aubrey. Go back to sleep.”
“Are you sure?”
“I said go back to sleep,” he spoke in a commanding tone.
Rolling over, I pulled the sheet close to me and closed my eyes. After a few moments, I heard his feet hit the floor, the door open, and before I knew it, he was gone. I tried to go back to sleep, but I couldn’t. Whatever that dream he had was about, it rattled him and I got the feeling that it wasn’t the first time he had it.
The next morning, I pushed the time app on my phone and it alerted me that it was eight o’clock. I climbed out of bed, put on Ethan’s t-shirt, and headed
downstairs to see if he was up. When I walked into the kitchen, I called for Ethan but got no response.
“Oh, hello,” a female voice from behind spoke.
“Hello.”
“May I help you with something?” she asked.
“I was looking for Ethan.”
“I’m sorry, but who are you?”
“I’m Aubrey.” I held out my hand.
“Nice to meet you, Aubrey. I’m Ingrid, Ethan’s housekeeper.” She placed her hand in mine. “Did you spend the night?”
“Yes. Upstairs in the guest bedroom. Ethan was kind enough to let me stay since there was a fire in my apartment building last night and everyone was evacuated.”
“Oh. I’m sorry to hear that. Did you check in his office?”
“No. I just came down here first.”
“Sometimes he goes out for a run in the mornings. Why don’t you sit down and I’ll make you some coffee?”
“Thank you. That would be nice.”
I ran my hand along the edge of the island until I felt the tall chairs that sat in front of it.
“Just in case you’re wondering, I’m blind,” I spoke as I took a seat.
“Really? I never would have—Okay, I didn’t want to ask. I’m sorry.”
I softly laughed. “Don’t be sorry. I kind of like to get that out of the way.”
“Well, you just sit right there and let me make you some breakfast. I’ll get the coffee started right now.”
I folded my hands as I sat at the island and waited for the coffee to brew. I couldn’t stop thinking about last night. Not only the mind-blowing sex we had, but also the nightmare that sent Ethan out of my room.
“So, how do you know Ethan?” Ingrid asked.
“We met at my best friend’s art exhibition and then we ran into each other last night at a party. We were out in SoHo when I got the call about my apartment building.”
I heard a door open and footsteps walk into the kitchen.
“Ingrid, what are you doing here? Today’s your one Sunday off a month.”
“I forgot my grocery list yesterday and I just came back to get it when I met Aubrey.”
“Good morning, Ethan,” I spoke.
“Morning, Aubrey,” he spoke with a flat tone.
“Did you have a good run?” Ingrid asked.
“Yeah. It was okay. I need to go shower. I’ll be down after.”
“Do you want breakfast?” she shouted as I heard his footsteps running up the stairs.
“No. I’ll grab some coffee when I come down.”
I sat there with a heavy heart that he could treat me like he did after our night together. I was confused and wondered if I had done something wrong.
“Here’s your coffee, honey.”
“Thank you.”
“I make the best Belgian waffles and they’re Ethan’s favorite. How about I whip up a batch and I bet he’ll be down here the minute he smells them.”
“It’s your day off, Ingrid. I’m fine with just coffee. I’m not very hungry anyway.”
She placed her hand on mine. “Listen, honey. Don’t let that man get you down. I know he can be rude and angry and just an overall asshole ninety percent of the time, but deep down, he has a heart of gold. You just have to keep chipping away at all the stone around it before you get there.”
I couldn’t help but laugh.
“Now, how about some of Ingrid’s Belgian waffles?”
“Sure.” I smiled.
As I was sitting there, my phone rang and alerted me that my Aunt Charlotte was calling.
“Hello,” I answered.
“Hello, sweetheart. I just wanted to let you know that I spoke with the fire department and we won’t be able to get back into the apartment until tomorrow. I’m going to stay an extra day and fly out in the morning. Where are you staying?”
“With a friend. I’m fine.”
“Okay. Well, I’ll see you tomorrow. Love you.”
“I love you too, Aunt Charlotte.”
I sighed as I ended the call.
“Bad news?” Ingrid asked.
“They aren’t letting anyone back inside the building until tomorrow.”
“No worries. You can stay here another night.”
“Thanks, Ingrid, but I think I’ve stayed long enough, plus Ethan is going to his parents’ house today to celebrate Labor Day. After breakfast, I’m just going to grab my clothes and go.”
Chapter 15
Ethan
I couldn’t shake the fact that I had another nightmare last night, and what made matters worse was that Aubrey was there. Now she’d start asking questions and I wasn’t about to discuss anything with her. I was angry. Angry that the nightmares returned and I had no idea why. I took in a deep breath as I ended my shower and got dressed. As I walked down the stairs and headed to the kitchen, the smell of Ingrid’s Belgian waffles smacked me in the face. Damn her.
“I told you I wasn’t hungry,” I spoke as I walked into the kitchen and over to the coffee pot for a cup of coffee.
“I made them for Aubrey. Not you. So go take your coffee and enjoy it.”
Rolling my eyes, I leaned up against the counter and sipped my coffee while staring at Aubrey, who was sitting at the island eating breakfast. Damn, those waffles smelled and looked so good.
“Fine, Ingrid. Give me some waffles.” I sighed as I sat down next to Aubrey. “As soon as we’re done eating, I’ll take you back to your apartment.”
“Okay,” she softly spoke.
I saw Ingrid glance over at her and then back at me.
“Aubrey got a call and they aren’t letting anyone back into the apartment building until tomorrow.”
“Is that true?” I asked her.
“Yes. My Aunt Charlotte called. Don’t worry. You’ve helped me enough and I appreciate it.” She got up from her chair. “I’m going to go get dressed.” She headed towards the elevator.
As soon as the doors closed, Ingrid shot me a look and stood there shaking her head.
“What?”
“First of all, you didn’t tell me that the girl who made you dinner was blind. And second of all, you’re an asshole.”
“How am I an asshole?”
“First, it was your attitude towards her when you came back from your run. And, second, you are not going to sit there and tell me that you didn’t sleep with her last night. Because I know you and you can’t keep your dick in your pants for nothing when a woman is around.”
“You know what? I should fire you right now.”
“Go ahead and see who else would put up with you and your bullshit every day.”
I rolled my eyes. She was right.
“In fact, you’re not worthy of my Belgian waffles.” She walked over and took the plate away from me.
“Jesus Christ, Ingrid. What the hell is your problem?”
“That poor girl up there is feeling like she’s not welcome here because of you and your attitude. She’s not like the others, Ethan.”
“Don’t you think I know that!” I slammed my fist on the counter. “She’s different and she’s an incredible woman and I like spending time with her, but it scares the hell out of me. I had another nightmare last night.”
“Then I suggest you give Dr. Perry a call and work it out. In the meantime, I think you owe Aubrey an apology.”
I sighed as I got up from my chair and went up to Aubrey’s room. Lightly knocking on the door, she told me to come in.
“I’m ready to go.” She sat on the edge of the bed.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
“Penelope’s, I guess. I tried to call her again, but she didn’t answer. She’s probably still with that Leo guy.”
I sat down on the edge of the bed and took hold of her hand.
“I’m sorry about last night and I don’t want to talk about it. I shouldn’t have snapped at you the way I did or given you an attitude when I came in this morning. You have done nothing wrong, Aubrey. You’re s
taying here tonight. Okay?”
“Thank you, Ethan, but it’s best if I just go.”
“You may think it’s best, but I don’t. So, it’s settled; you’re staying here tonight.”
“You think so?” She grinned.
“I know so and it’s no longer up for discussion.”
She laid her head on my shoulder. “Thank you again.”
“You’re welcome.” I kissed the top of her head as I closed my eyes.
My fist clenched at what I was about to ask her next. Was I making the right choice? I didn’t know. But what I did know was that it felt right.
“Would you like to come spend the day with me at my parents’ house?”
“That’s nice of you to ask, but it’s your family day and I don’t want to intrude. You go and have a good time. I’ll be fine.”
“You won’t be intruding, and if I didn’t want you there, I wouldn’t have asked.”
“I don’t want to go in the same clothes as last night and I don’t have any makeup on. I’m sure I look like a hot mess.”
“Actually, you look beautiful.” I smiled.
I had an idea. One that I thought she would enjoy.
“Come with me.” I grabbed her hand and pulled her up from the bed.
“Where are we going?”
“You’ll see. We’ll leave now because we have a stop to make first.”
“Is Harry outside already?” she asked.
“Harry isn’t driving us. I am.”
“You’re driving the limo?” She grinned.
“No. I’m driving my personal car.”
I led her to the garage and opened the door to the Bentley. She climbed in and ran her hand along the leather seat.
“Sometimes I wish that I could drive.” She glanced over at me as I pulled out of the garage.
“Not in New York you don’t.” I chuckled.
I pulled up to the valet parking at Bloomingdales and helped Aubrey out of the car.
“Are you going to tell me where we are?” she asked.
“Why don’t you see if you can guess once we get inside?”
She held on to me as we entered through the doors. Once we were inside, she stopped and stood there for a moment, trying to figure out where we were.