They headed into the living room and sat down.
"Elijah and Kayla looked good though. I'm glad we could help them out like that."
"The last years took their toll on everyone," Marcus said.
Rachel scooted a little closer to him. She had long since forgiven his leaving. It hadn't even been a conscious thought, it had just happened.
"Want to watch a movie or something?" she asked, wanting to lighten the mood.
Marcus turned to her, gazing at her from thick lashes framing his golden eyes. The expression there told her he had something else in mind, and she swallowed, feeling a sudden heat between her legs.
"I promised you a spanking when I had the energy to deliver it again," he teased, already taking her hand. They'd played a game while watching the baby. It had been silly-he'd made up rules she'd purposely broken, taunting him, teasing him that he'd forget to spank her, knowing all along he wouldn't. "Besides, something I ordered came in yesterday when you were out," he said, his smile wicked.
She had some idea what it was he had ordered and it only served to intensify the heat between her legs. But she narrowed her eyes at him. "It was just a game, Marcus," she said, every part of her wanting him to do just what he'd said.
"Stand up, Rachel," he said, giving her a little nudge.
She rose to her feet.
"Take everything off except your panties. You are wearing panties, right?" he teased.
She rolled her eyes at him. "Yes, I am. What are you going to do?" she asked, trusting him but still shy about these games they played.
"I'm going to push you a little. Clothes off. Go on."
He sat back on the couch, his posture completely relaxed and most definitely enjoying himself. She pulled her sweater over her head, then slid her jeans off. She stood before him in white bra and panties.
"Bra," he encouraged.
She removed it and handed it to him.
"Good girl. Now go stand in the corner there, nose to the wall, and take your panties down to just beneath your hips."
"Corner?" she asked, taken aback. He'd never done something like this before. This would definitely be pushing her. When he spanked her, it was different. He was an active participant. But making her stand in the corner with her nose to the wall and her panties pulled down … "I … Marcus, I don't think I can do that."
Marcus rose to his feet, taking her hand in one of his. With the other, he turned her face up to his, his forehead to hers, his nose to hers, his face smiling, hers worried. "You can," he said, walking her to the corner himself and setting her where he wanted her. "Nose touches here at all times," he said, encouraging her forward with a hand at the back of her head. "Good girl. Now, one more detail." With that, he moved a step back and his hands were at the hem of her panties. She covered them with hers.
"Wait, I'm … "
"Shh … you're ready for this," he teased, sliding a hand into her panties and searching for the wetness there. "More than ready. Naughty girl," he said. "Put your hands at the back of your head now."
She glanced once over her shoulder, met his gaze as he nodded, and returned her nose to the wall. She then reached her hands up and placed them at the back of her head. He took his time dragging her panties down over her hips, exposing her bottom but leaving the slip of cotton at the tops of her thighs.
"Beautiful," he said, stepping back. "Don't let those panties slide down," he cautioned. "I'll be right back."
She listened as he climbed the stairs but was back just a few moments later. She expected him to come to her straight away, to touch her, to be with her, but when she saw him from the corner of her eye go into the kitchen and heard him pour himself a drink, she narrowed her eyes. He walked back into the living room, ignoring her altogether and sitting down on the couch. It took all she had to stay where she was when she heard him turn the TV on.
* * *
Marcus couldn't care less what was on TV. His cock was hard at the vision Rachel made at the wall, her nose right up against it as he'd positioned her, her hands clasped at the back of her head which he imagined wouldn't be comfortable for long, her panties down just far enough to expose her gorgeous ass. His hand twitched to spank the fleshy mounds, have them bounce with each one. Next time he'd do a preliminary spanking before setting her in the corner. Her ass should be at least a little pink which would be even prettier than the milky white smoothness.
He eyed the items he'd brought down with him. A butt plug and some lube. The thought of what he was going to do made him want to explode, but he had to be patient. Give her some time in the corner. Get her in the right place. So he sat back and forced himself to take his time and finish his drink. When that was done, he slid the plug and the lubricant into his pocket and walked over to her.
"Is it over?" she asked when she heard him approach.
"Not quite yet," he said, setting his hands on either side of her hips, looking down at her lush bottom, kissing the back of her neck, her shoulder. "Put your hands up against the wall," he said, holding onto her and pulling her gently toward him so she had to walk her feet a few steps and lean her torso forward with her hands up on the wall. "Take your feet just a little farther, Rachel. I have a surprise for you."
She made a small sound but moved her feet. He held the flat of his right hand against one butt cheek, rubbing and caressing there. "Just a few, just for a little color," he said. He slapped her bottom with that. It wasn't hard but she grunted and her body went forward, probably more from the surprise of it than actual pain. "Try to hold still," he said, repositioning her and slapping her other cheek.
"Ouch," she said, her voice small, but she managed to stay as she was.
He slapped each cheek a few more times, watching them bounce, turning them a nice, warm pink. He then stopped and caressed. She tried to rise up.
"Uh-uh. Not yet," he said. He took out the lube and opened it. "Hollow out your back and lift your ass."
She did as he said.
"Good girl. Now reach back and spread your cheeks open for me."
Her body stiffened a little. "What?"
"You heard me, spread yourself open for me. Come on, Rachel."
He could almost hear her swallow, but she reached back and pulled her cheeks apart.
"Gorgeous," he said. The sight of her like this, showing herself to him, submitting to him … it made him crazy. "I have something special for you," he said, bringing his lubricated finger to her bottom hole.
She gasped and turned back.
"Face forward, look right at the wall. Good girl."
As soon as she did it, he began to rub circles around her tight hole, not missing how her pussy lips glistened. With his other hand, he reached underneath her to find her swollen clit. She moaned when he massaged it, slowly penetrating her bottom with the lube, spreading it along the outside as well as the inside of her ass until his finger slid in and out easily. He paused to press himself against her, his cock hard against her hip even through the thick fabric of his jeans. "Can you feel what you do to me, Rachel?" he asked, still rubbing her clit.
"Mmm … Marcus … "
He smiled and pulled his finger out. She whined and almost turned but one sound from him and she returned her gaze to the wall. He retrieved the large glass plug and smeared a generous amount of lubricant over it. He then brought the rounded tip of it to her hole. He positioned his thigh at her hip to help support her.
"What is that?" she asked, the temperature difference obvious between it and his finger.
"It's a plug. You'll wear it while you stand in the corner and when I spank you. We'll take it out when I'm ready to fuck your ass."
Her response was a soft moan as he pressed it into her slowly, taking his time, allowing her space to adjust to its width slowly.
"In fact, I think whenever you are told to stand in the corner, I'll ask you to put this in first."
Her pussy was dripping down her thighs as he continued to manipulate the plug simultaneously with her clit.
"It's big," she said.
"Not as bit as my cock and you've taken that already. Push against it, that's it, Rachel."
Slowly, he worked the plug all the way inside her. He twisted it, pulled it out a little before pushing it in again until she was panting, on the edge of orgasm.