Page 97 of Champagne Nights

“Okay.” He pulled out his phone. “I’ll let the rental place know that we’ll be driving back to New York.”

I didn’t want to let Ethan know that I was a little apprehensive about stepping out of the hospital and facing the world as a sighted person. There was a nervousness inside me that I didn’t understand. I should be the happiest woman in the world to get my eyesight back, but something bothered me—something I needed to keep to myself until I could work it out.

After signing the paperwork Dr. Marchetti wanted, I hooked my arm around Ethan’s.

“You ready?” He looked over at me.

Taking in a deep breath, I spoke, “Yes. Let’s go.”

I felt unsteady as we walked to the elevator, and my grip around his arm tightened.

“Is something wrong?”

“No. Nothing’s wrong.”

Stepping into the elevator, I looked at the panel of numbers and ran my fingers along the braille. Still holding onto Ethan’s arm, I closed my eyes as the elevator took us to the lobby. Stepping out onto the carpeted floor, we headed towards the doors that would lead me into the open world. As we approached, the doors slid open, and I instantly stopped. Ethan looked over at me and kissed the side of my head.

“Take your time, sweetheart. We aren’t in any hurry.”

I took in a long, deep breath as I put one foot in front of the other and walked outside. The sun was so bright that it hurt my eyes. Splashes of green filled the surrounding area. Grass, trees, bushes, and shrubs overwhelmed me. The air was cool. I stopped and looked up at the blue sky and the white, fluffy clouds that floated above it. I felt uneasy, so I pulled my cane from my bag, unfolded it, and tapped it on the ground in front of me. Ethanlooked over at me but didn’t say a word. He couldn’t possibly understand what I was feeling.

He led me over to a black car and opened the door for me. I climbed in, and when the door shut, I felt lost. Closing my eyes, I pulled the seatbelt over me and buckled it. It’s going to take time, I silently chanted to myself over and over again. Ethan climbed in on the driver’s side and took hold of my hand, bringing it up to his lips.

We arrived at the hotel, and when we walked through the doors and entered the lobby, people were everywhere: talking, laughing, babies crying, in the door, out the door. Phones were ringing, and carts with luggage were being pushed in every direction. My brain was on visual stimulation overload, so I shut my eyes and reverted to my world of darkness. Once we stepped out of the elevators and onto our floor, there was quiet, so I opened my eyes as Ethan led me down the hallway to our room. Pushing the card key into the lock, he opened the door, and I stepped inside.

“What do you think of the room?” he asked.

“The same thing I thought about it when we first arrived. It’s big.”

He chuckled. “What about the décor? Do you like it?”

“Yes. I do like it,” I replied as I stared at the wall and the carpet that had flowers on it. “Is it okay if I take a quick shower before we head back?”

“Of course. I’m going to call your aunt and friends and let them know we’ll be coming home today.”

“Okay.” I gently smiled as I walked to the bathroom.

I started the shower and stripped out of my clothes. Before stepping into the shower, I turned and faced the mirror as I looked at my naked body. Bringing my hands up to my breasts, I stared at them and then ran them down my abdomen. Ethan stood and looked at me from the doorway.

“You’re so beautiful.” He smiled as he walked up behind me and placed his hands on my hips while giving my shoulder a soft kiss. “Would you mind if I took a shower with you?”

I could feel the hardness of his cock press against my lower back, and a deep ache between my legs formed.

“Not at all.” I gave a half smile.

I stepped into the shower and let the water stream down on me while Ethan stripped out of his clothes. I was a little scared to see his manhood since I’d never seen one before. I knew it by touch, and believe me, I touched it all the time, but to actually be able to see it frightened me a bit.

He opened the glass door and stepped in front of me. Instantly, my eyes looked down at his cock, which was standing tall, straight, and thick. It looked as powerful as it felt when he was inside me. His left hand groped my breast as his right hand placed itself between my legs. Looking into my eyes, he slipped his finger inside me and dipped his head, brushing his lips against mine. My hand wrapped around his cock and began moving up and down his shaft. A low moan rumbled in his chest as he threw his head back and closed his eyes. I lightly pushed his body back against the tiled wall, and he removed his fingers from me.

“What are you doing?” he asked with bated breath.

“I want to see you come.”

He grabbed the sides of my face and smashed his mouth into mine, kissing me more passionately than he ever had before. Slowing down my speed, I loosened my grip around him and lightly moved my hand up and down the tip of him. Cries of pleasure escaped from inside him as his cock erupted all over my hand. I looked up at him, and our eyes locked. He grabbed my wrists, and in a split second, he had me pinned up against the tile, arms above my head. His mouth devoured my breasts, and his teeth clamped around my hard nipples. He slid his tonguedown my torso, let go of my wrists, got down on his knees, and explored my most sensitive spot. My hands gripped his head as the water beat down on him. Before, I could only feel, and now, I could see what he did to me, what I did to him. He stood up, his fingers gripping my ass, and lifted me, forcing my legs around him. His cock thrust inside me, and I gasped.

“Keep looking at me while I’m fucking you,” he spoke heatedly.

I stared into his beautiful green eyes. My heart melted at that moment as I watched the expression on his face as he moved in and out of me. I tightened my legs around him and bit down on my bottom lip as the force of my orgasm exploded around him. He moaned as he kept thrusting while staring into my eyes.

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