Read Online Offside by Bianca Sommerland - Free Book Online

He’d only ever fucked one person in mindless lust and passion, and he still regretted it. He refused to go there with Becky.
    But there were other things he could do to her which would satisfy them both.
    “I always shower before bed. Would you care to join me?”
    The fact that he’d asked seemed to throw her off, but he would only go so far on taking her choices from her on the first night. Eventually, he could see them falling into a peaceful routine. But not yet.
    Her fingers curled, then straightened, as though she’d resisted making fists at her sides. She dropped her gaze to the floor. “Yes. I would.”
    He gave her a level look.
    “S-sir.” She drew in a sharp inhale. “Sorry.”
    “Don’t be sorry. If you have a problem with my requests, say so.”
    “I don’t. It’s just . . .” Her forehead creased. She clasped her hands in front of her. “There are things I’d do for you if—”
    “Like what?”
    “I . . .” She bit her lip hard. Then released it as soon as she caught his frown. “I’d like to wash you.”
    “I’ve never had a sub do that for me.” He let out a soft laugh at her scowl. He’d openly criticized her former Doms—which was bad form, but he couldn’t help it. They’d shamelessly used a sub who desperately wanted to serve. Her actions and words condemned them to his mind. He had a feeling his own words had just condemned every sub that came before her.
    She gave him a heavy-lidded smile. “Let me take care of you, Sir. After me, you won’t accept any less.”
    He hooked an arm around her neck and kissed her forehead. “I don’t doubt that for a second.”
    In the shower, beneath the hot spray, he stood, relaxed, letting her soap his body with a facecloth covering her hand. The mist surrounding them picked up the subtle aroma of his orange and ginger body wash, fresh and invigorating. She scrubbed his back, then rubbed the tension from his muscles with slick, surprisingly strong hands. Up on her tiptoes, she washed his hair, using her fingertips to massage his scalp. He let out a soft moan as the soothing sensations slowed his pulse. As she shifted closer, he held on to her waist, partially because he was afraid she’d slip. Partially because he couldn’t help himself. Already he was making plans for what he would do with her in the days, the weeks, to come. Having all her focus on him, drawing all his focus to her, created a level of intimacy he’d never felt with anyone.
    After rinsing him off with the showerhead, she knelt gracefully, gazing up at him as she wrapped her hand around his dick. He nodded, and she took him in her mouth. Jaw clenched, he held off release as long as he could, then dropped his head back, a rough sound escaping him as he came down her throat. Pleasure rocked his body so hard all his strength went to just staying on his feet. Her hot mouth held him until he went slack. And as she drew away, the selfless contentment in her eyes humbled him. He could bring her to bed and do nothing for her and she’d be happy. Because this wasn’t about her at all.
    It wasn’t enough for him though. A sub like her could give again and again, expecting nothing in return. But he needed to give it.
    Not that his needs weren’t a little selfish.
    Tone rough, he pulled her to her feet and latched on to her thigh. “Put your foot on the ledge of the bath.”
    She obeyed without question, trembling as he dropped hard to his knees. He molded her ass in his hands and buried his face between her thighs, tasting her with a loud groan he knew she would feel, deep in her core. He flicked his tongue roughly over her clit, then took the nub between his teeth, tugging gently. She whimpered. Her feet slipped.
    “Hold on to me.” He slipped his tongue between her slick folds as she braced her hands on his shoulders. “For as long as you can.”
    He dipped his tongue in deep, over and over until she cried out. The muscles of her cunt tightened around his tongue as