Here's the deal, my friends!
I'm in the mood to write something spicy 😉
I have finally changed this book to Mature, because now that I have a spicy scene I think it needs to be. With that being said....
If you are not over the age of 18, please do not read this chapter. I obviously cannot stop you, but there will be sexual material. Please read at your own discretion and understand that you will miss absolutely nothing in the storyline if you choose to skip it.
Because I'm asking you not to read this if you're under 18, I'm going to post another chapter today for those of you who decide not to read..That way everyone gets a bonus.
Also...I don't know if this will freak you guys out since Holden is the "big brother".....But, imma risk it lol
Sylvie's POV
The kids get their suits on and leave, and I start to go through my paperwork and get myself organized.
Holden is standing behind me, watching my every move.
"What's wrong?" I ask when I finally turn around and see that he's still watching me.
"I think this is the first time since we started dating that the kids are officially out and we don't have to be quiet," he says huskily.
Warmth builds in my tummy. I didn't even think of that
"Oh yeah?" I smirk as I lift an eyebrow.
"There's something you said the other day that piqued my interest," he says as he walks over to me slowly and brushes some of my hair off of my cheek.
"What's that?"
"You said that you liked a few slaps in the bedroom," he grins as he tilts my chin up with the crook of his finger.
"Holden....." I warn, and his smirk gets even bigger.
"I won't if you really don't want to...But, it could be fun...."
I just look at him...I've never been spanked for fun before, and the feminist in me wants to break his jaw.
But when he reaches around and squeezes my bottom, it makes my toes curl in a way that makes me want to call him da....Stop it Sylvie
I literally clear my throat and shake my head. "I'm not into the DD bullshit, Holden."
"Who said anything about DD? I have enough people in my life to punish...But having your bare ass bent over for me the other day did things to me that I wasn't expecting....."
When I just stare at him, he nods. "It's okay...We don't have to, it was just a thought. Will you still help me break in this bed? Since there's no way in hell I'm doing it tonight with my siblings sleeping in the next one."
I'm shocked by the sudden disappointment that sweeps through me. Shit! Do I actually want him to spank me?
"I, uh.....sure," I nod.
His face falls. "I'm sorry, baby...I promise I'm not a freak...You just made that comment and then seeing you the other night....Please forget I said anything," he says as he bends his head and crushes his lips onto mine roughly.
I melt into him and run my fingers through his thick, dark hair.
Shit! I want him to spank me! How do I tell him? Shit shit shit!
I pull away and the burning in his eyes zaps a fire in my tummy.
"You will stop if I don't like it?" I pant, both of us breathless from such an intense kiss.
How can his eyes burn even hotter?
"The second you tell me to," he promises.
I can see his erection through his jeans, and the thought of what I do to him brings me instant gratification.
He starts to bring me in to him, when a knock on the door freezes him.
"No!!" He breathes as he tries desperately to adjust himself.
Ain't nothin' gonna hide that...
"You better find a pillow," I tease as I go towards the door.
"And some ice," he pouts as he tries to adjust himself even more. He grabs his own luggage and pretends to rummage through it to buy him some time.
"What's up, Girlfriend?" I ask as Jules comes back in.
"We forgot our towels and Tate already jumped in," she chuckles as she grabs her towels out of their bags and leaves, thankfully not suspecting a thing.
Holden blows out an audible breath as he puts both of our suitcases down on the floor.
"I'm so glad she left," he whispers as he comes back over.
It's lucky for him that she left, because he STILL cannot hide that thing
He grabs my wrist and pulls until I'm following him over to the bed.
"You sure, Sylv?" He whispers, and at my single nod he grins as he kisses me on the forehead.
He loops his fingers in the waistband of my jeans, and is able to effortlessly unbutton them, one handed. He drops them to the floor, and pulls my panties down in one swift motion. When he puts his fingers to my entrance, he smirks.
"You're totally wanting spanked..You're already so wet for me, baby."
The things this man does to me
Without another word, or warning, he spins me around and pushes me down, face-first on the bed.
He bends so his lips are against my ear, and his calloused hand gently touches my bottom. "Let someone else be in charge for a change, Sylvie Quinn," he whispers as a sharp slap
lands on bare skin, and I yelp.
It doesn't hurt, but the sting just felt so....Damnit, SO hot.
He stands and presses his left hand into the small of my back as his right hand smacks my ass three times on my right cheek.
"Let someone else tell you what to do," he says deeply as a stinging slap hits across both cheeks, and I close my eyes at the deliciousness.
"Let someone else decide when you've had enough," he says lowly as four harsh slaps come down onto the meaty parts of my ass and I grip the comforter.
He must notice, because he pulls me to stand and I feel like crying in disappointment. He can't be done already!
He looks into my eyes and his face is both serious, yet excited.
"Do you want me to stop?"
"No," I say as I shake my head, and the excitement twinkles even stronger in his hazel eyes.
He wordlessly pulls my sweatshirt up and over my head, and then unclasps my bra, freeing my breasts and making my nipples harden from the cool air that assaults them.
"Good," he breathes as he bends to catch a nipple between his lips and sucks, making my knees start to buckle.
He stands back up after a moment of steady sucking and nipping, and I wish he'd never stop.
He silently spins me around and bends
me over the bed, spreading my legs wider.
And then he starts to spank me with more strength, and when he hits the sensitive inner thighs, I cry out.
What the hell am I doing?
"You boss grown men around all damn day, Quinn....How's it feel to have a man take charge over you?" He says in an authoritative voice that has me clenching.
He called me Quinn...Why is THAT even hot right now? I love when he calls me Sylvie...
I grip the sheets tightly as his slaps start to actually burn.
"Want me to stop?" He grunts as he spanks me even harder, and I just shake my head. "N-no"
"Good," he gets out as four slaps to my left cheek has tears springing to my eyes.
Why am I fighting tears? It doesn't even hurt that bad......
He is silent as he really starts to spank me, and when I start to twist he grabs my hand and strokes his thumb on my wrist softly.
"Need me to stop?" He asks low in my ear.
"Don't you dare," I moan as I feel myself close to orgasm.
Somehow I think he knows.
He stands me up and sits down on the bed, bringing me over his lap in one smooth motion.
Shit this is everything I didn't know I needed
He spreads my legs as he continues to spank me at this angle, and when he pauses to put a finger inside of me, he groans
"Come for me, baby," he demands as another finger slips in and he starts to circle in such a delicious way my body takes over, as if on autopilot.
I literally scream around the orgasm as his other hand reaches under me and pinches my nipple, his steady circling making me see literal stars.
"Good girl," he says as he takes his fingers out of me and starts to spank me again.
"You're not so scary now, are you? Being spanked like a naughty little girl over my knee...."
He ups the intensity and before I know it, I start to cry.
I start to actually, full on cry!
What the hell?
He hears me cry, and instantly stops spanking me as he pulls me onto his lap and cradles me.
"Oh baby, I'm so sorry! I didn't realize I was actually hurting you—why didn't you tell me to stop?"
"I-I.....I'm f-fine," I sob into his neck.
"You're not fine—I'm such an asshole..I'm so sorry. We won't ever do this again."
And that thought makes me cry even harder.
"Baby, shhhhh," he croons as he rubs my back with his right hand.
The same hand that was just spanking me thirty seconds ago.
When I finally get calmed down, I look up into his eyes—Eyes filled with obvious self-loathing.
"It's always so hard," I cry.
"What is??" He asks as he wipes some tears off of my cheeks with his left hand.
"Being in charge of grown ass men. Acting like this scary chick that isn't intimidated by anyone...It sucks!"
"What?" He asks in astonishment as he turns me so I'm facing him better.
"The things you were saying, Holden... My ass is tingling but it doesn't hurt...But what you were saying...It did feel good to let you be in charge. For ten minutes, you were in control and I didn't have to be...I think, damn...I feel lighter or something."
His eyes soften as he strokes my cheek. "Let me be in charge for a little longer," he whispers as he stands, picking me up with him and lays me gently on the bed.
I close my eyes as his lips find my breast again, and the sucking literally curls my toes.
"Holden," I moan as he switches to the other nipple, and the sucking gets so intense there's almost pain.
He suddenly stands up and takes off his jeans, freeing himself.
And I gulp
How can one man be so.....He's perfection
He slides into me easily, filling me as deeply as I can handle. It's like he was made for me.
We start to find a rhythm and I'm already feeling tightening.
"Shit how is it happening so fast?" I moan as another orgasm ripples through me and I cry out in numbing pleasure.
"Better you than me," he jokes as he cradles my head with his hand as he moves in a way that only compliments my orgasm.
When he can tell that it's ending, he picks up his pace and grunts a little at how enjoyable this feels.
"I love you," he gets out, and I can tell that he's close.
"I love you too," I cry as we both release at the same time, and he lets out a guttural moan that I've never heard from him before.
It's so much better when we don't have to be quiet!
When we finally come down from our high, he stays inside of me for a few moments as we both lie breathless.
"Sylvie...." He begs as he tries to lift his head.
"I know...Wow....."
"I've never....Shit I'm weak," he gasps as he rolls off of me and lays on his back, still panting.
"So, can we talk about how you're the best sex I've ever had?" I ask
He chuckles as he reaches over and kisses my head.
"All I want to do, is you...All night long." He says.
I groan as I sit up, and realize just how desperately I need a shower.
"How red am I?" I chuckle as I stand up.
He inspects my ass and grins. "How does it feel?"
"Better than any spanking I've ever had...I've never cried in such an amazing way before."
"Maybe we'll have to do it again sometime," he winks
"Maybe we will."