“Blind? I handle management just fine. My men respect me, and I can do everything everyone else can. Braille is one option for reading documents. I have my laptop set up to read out loud to me, and I have my office outfitted with everything I need to work alone if necessary. There are apps to help with just about anything these days. I use one to text. Braille wasn’t easy to learn because I picked it up later in life.” I wasn’t insulted, but it was a question I’d answered many times. “I also have an assistant who helps.”
He made a sound and said, “Sorry.” That was new from Darcy. I’d never heard him apologize. Smiling, I slid my hand up and finally reached a piece of clothing. Underwear. He grabbed my hand and moved it away. I let him. “You said you couldn’t see. Is that a result of your epilepsy?”
I liked questions about my life. Shying away from the topic meant he couldn’t get all the details, and I wanted him to know everything about me—both the good and difficult parts. “Yes and no. Epilepsy doesn’t usually cause permanent blindness. It can happen, I suppose, though I don’t know anyone who’s had it happen to them.”
“Then how are you blind?” he asked bluntly.
I shook my head and grinned. “If you stopped being the Courtesan manager demanding answers for a second, I’d get to that.”
He grunted. “Sorry, sir.”
“The reason I sayyesis because the epilepsy resulted in an injury that caused my blindness. I had a seizure when I was twenty-six and hit my head on the way down. It caused a brain bleed. The docs called it an intracranial hemorrhage.” I licked my dry lips and thought about reaching for him again, but I didn’t have to because he touched my wrist comfortingly. I reveled in his warmth. “I… didn’t really accept that something was wrong at first, and that stupidity is why I’m blind. The bleeding caused pressure in my brain and choked my optic nerves. By the time I arrived at the hospital, my nerves had been damaged. The doctors drained the blood, but it was too late. My vision went and there was nothing anyone could do to bring it back.”
I waved my hands in awhat can you do?way. I’d fucked up and ignored the signs—the headache, the continuous seizures, and blurred vision—until I’d finally gotten the nerve to call an ambulance. Madam Winters had come rushing to my side in a way I’d never expected from an employer, and she’d been there for me when they’d delivered the news I was never getting my vision back. She’d also supported me when I’d made the choice to get on with life and start a business, so much so that she’d given me the startup fees, which I’d paid back double within the first year.
“I thought dogs were supposed to stop falls?” His voice had softened and there was a genuine curiosity there.
“A dog can’t stop a fall, although they try to warn you before it happens. They also lay on your legs to hold you down when you’re having a seizure. Some are trained to cushion your head on hard surfaces. My support dog at the time, Molly, was the best, but I didn’t ever take her to work with me. I wouldn’t have wanted her to get hurt.” I smiled sadly.
I missed her more than anything. One of the worst things I’d ever had to do was euthanize her when she was an old lady. Growing up with epilepsy, dogs were more than best friends, they were lifesavers. She was my family, and I’d had her since I was twelve.
Curling my hands into fists, I dropped my head.
“Why me?” he whispered, surprising me when I could feel his breath tingle on the skin of my cheek. I turned my head and the blurred shape of his face filled my gaze. “You’re handsome. Fuck, you could be a professional here with a body like that. You could have anyone. I’m a prick and everyone knows it. Why do you want me?”
“I can’t tell you that. Not yet.” I reached for him, cupping his cheek again. “But I want you, Darcy, more than anything. Money is worthless when I can have you. Give me tonight. I promise I’ll make it worth your while. I’ll treat you like the prince you are.”
“Ice Prince, you mean?” Bitterness leaked through his words.
“The only prince I know is a sweet prince who I wanna fuck.” I took a chance and leaned forward, and he didn’t move away when my mouth touched his in a gentle kiss. I’d waited a long time to do this, and I wasn’t disappointed by the taste of his lips against mine. He didn’t move at first, and I took control, something I’d always enjoyed in bed, and pressed my tongue to his mouth. He opened invitingly, giving me access to his warmth.
My cock throbbed between my legs; it had never softened during our exchange. How could it when I could smell Darcy so close? I was bigger than a lot of guys, but I was positive Darcy could handle me. There was no doubt in my mind he’d been with a lot of different men of varying sizes. He was surrounded by professionals, after all.
I reached for his hand and found it, guiding it to my cock, wrapping his fingers around my width. He didn’t move, but he didn’t pull away, either. “Let me give you tonight.”
He let out a breath that tickled my skin. “Okay….”
“Okay?” I smiled, excitement fluttering in my stomach. By the time I was done, Darcy would be begging for more.
“How does it work with you being blind?” There was an intensity to his voice, the kind I was familiar with when it came to him.
“Sex is sex,” I said with a laugh. “I need you to get everything. Condoms, lube. Whatever you need. And put them on the bed.”
The mattress shifted and he was gone, disappearing out of my line of sight and leaving me sitting here. I stood, though, and Lemonade whined at me. First I took off my shoes and socks, then stripped my pants and underwear. Crouching, I patted her on the head and unbuckled her out of her harness, which essentially told her that her job was done. “Go lie down, girl. I don’t need you right now.”
She cocked her head in my hand and let out a small bark before she walked away.
Standing again, I turned to try to look around the room and see if I could make out the blur of Darcy’s outline, but I couldn’t see anything beyond a few glows of different colors, particularly behind the darkness of my sunglasses. They protected me because even though I was legally blind, I could still be affected by bright and flashing lights, which would trigger my seizures. Sometimes I didn’t need the lights to have a seizure, either.
“Where are you?” I asked.
“I haven’t left, if that’s what you’re worried about,” he grumbled as he came into my line of sight again. He touched my hand and tugged on me gently, and I followed him back to the bed. I fell on my ass on the edge, and then I felt him move again, the outline of his body kneeling between my legs. His hand curled around my cock, and I sucked in a breath between my teeth.
“I won’t be as good as a professional.” He spoke so quietly I barely heard him, even with my sound-focused senses.
“I don’t want a whore. I want you.” I ran my fingers through his hair, the softness sending a wave of lust crashing through me. I’d waited too long to have Darcy here with me. I wasn’t going to give this up. Grabbing the back of his head, I shoved him to my cock. “Let me use you.”
His lips touched the head of my cock, and like a good boy he opened them. My cock slid into the warm cavern of his mouth, and he gasped, though I wasn’t sure why. He flicked his tongue against my slit, and I moaned, sliding my eyes closed. Curling his fingers around the base, he worked me as much as he could into his mouth before sliding it out again. There was a hesitancy in his actions I couldn’t quite understand. It was almost as though he hadn’t ever tasted a dick.
