Matched for Keeps

by Stevie MacFarlane

  "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," she whimpered over and over again as he waited for her to recover.

  "I know, Red," he said, helping her to her feet and kicking away the clothing at her ankles. "You scared me, baby," he told her kissing her forehead. Taking her hands in his, he turned them over and inspected her palms. Several deep scratches that needed attention almost made him feel guilty for not seeing them earlier, but he pushed it away. She damn well deserved each and every lick he'd given her. Picking her up in his arms, he carried her into the house. In the bathroom he set her down, none to gently, on the counter as she hissed and tried to scoot off.

  "Be still," he ordered, taking antiseptic from the medicine cabinet.

  "It hurts," she wailed, shifting from one cheek to the other.

  "Good," he told her, taking her hand and placing it on his chest. "You hurt my heart."

  Sue stared into his blue eyes and recognized the absolute truth of his quiet statement. He wasn't mad that she'd made him ruin his shoes or his expensive cell phone, and probably even the Rolex on his wrist. He was in pain, hurt by the thought of losing her. This strong, funny, arrogant, loving man was hurt because of something she'd done. Imagine anyone caring that much, she marveled. Tears of genuine remorse fell from her eyes, blinding her, and she moved her hand to his cheek. It was impossible to get the words out as sobs wracked her body, her breath hitching so she could hardly speak.

  "I know, baby, it's all right," Marcus told her, softly kissing her palm. "Sometimes the words just won't come, even for me."

  Working slowly, he cleaned her cuts and applied soothing cream and bandages to her hands before lifting her and carrying her to their bedroom. Setting her on her feet, he helped her take off her top and bra, handing her a nightshirt.

  "I think you should take a nap, Red. It's been a trying afternoon and we're going to dinner with Ty and Kelsey tonight."

  "I guess lying is better than sitting at this point," she admitted. "Is there any cream that will help my other pains?" she asked hopefully as Marcus brushed her hair back.

  "Even if there were, I wouldn't let you have it," he replied, giving her a kiss. "Come to my office when you get up."

  "I thought I wasn't allowed in your office when you're working?" she asked, surprised.

  "I think I need to keep track of you a little better," he answered. "You might need to find a quiet hobby you can do in there while I'm working. Besides, there are paddles in there and my hand can't take too many more spankings like today," he teased before closing the door.

  Dinner was fun. Marcus drove them all in his black Escalade and they dined at The View in Mirror Lake Inn. The food was superb as well as the service and their table had a spectacular view.

  Sue fidgeted frequently on her chair and whispered to their waitress to keep her drinks coming, which the girl did until Marcus put a stop to it.

  "Take it easy, Red," he warned. "I don't think you can handle any more today."

  "Handle what?" she asked, faking a smile and leaning forward. "The alcohol or is it something else you're referring to?"

  "You know exactly what I'm talking about. Slow down or reap the consequence; that's all I'm saying."

  "Oh, if I drink too much, is that also a death wish?" she shot back, slightly braver now that she had several shots of vodka in her system.

  Marcus paused from cutting his grilled chicken and lay his fork down. After wiping his mouth, he took Sue's hand in his and pulled her close.

  "Look, Red, I know you think you're temporarily safe with all these people around and that I won't blister your ass here, but you're dead wrong. I will calmly take your hand and escort you to the car where I will pull your cute little panties down and spank you. Then we will return and finish our dinner and you will be most uncomfortable, do you understand?" he asked softly.

  Ty and Kelsey heard every word and tried their best to ignore it. Kelsey was worried about her own bottom tonight and though she sympathized with her friend, she wasn't willing to take on any more trouble than she was already in.

  Sue straightened up and smoothed her napkin on her lap, thinking. Should she risk it? Her bottom was very tender from her fiasco earlier in the day and suddenly she didn't think pushing him any further was worth it. Picking up her drink she drained her vodka and tonic and set the glass back down with a thud.

  "You are an evil man, Marcus," she told him, "but you win."

  "Thank you," he replied, picking up his fork. "I'm not evil; I'm concerned about some of your habits. And I'll tell you something else…" he began.

  "Oh please do, I so love it when you point out all my faults."

  "You're crazy about me," he informed her with a grin.

  Sue puffed up and saw Kelsey brace for the explosion. It never came. Watching in fascination she saw Sue slowly relax, a tiny smile tilting her lips. She was crazy about him, she realized, but that was something best kept to herself. He already had an overly inflated ego as far as she could tell.

  "Crazy being the key word," she replied, picking up her fork. "A girl would have to be somewhat off her rocker just to put up with you. So Kelsey," she changed the subject. "What's new with you? Watched any good movies lately?" she asked casually

  "Actually," Kelsey replied, "I had a movie I was planning to watch, but I accidentally broke it. Turns out I really didn't need to watch it again anyway." She smiled, blushing madly.

  "That's wonderful," Sue cried.

  "Why is it wonderful that she broke her movie?" Marcus asked, confused.

  "It just is, that's all," Sue said. "I'm so happy for you, Kels."

  "Did I miss something here?" Marcus asked looking from one to the other as they both started laughing

  Ty smiled, picked up Kelsey's hand and kissed it.

  "I take it the idea came from Susan?" he asked.

  "Um, well…"

  "Yes," Sue replied, "it did. Kelsey was worried about… you know and I thought…"

  "What in the devil is going on here?" Marcus complained, looking around the table.

  "I'll tell you later, babe," Sue replied. "I think this occasion calls for a bottle of champagne."

  Kelsey clapped her hands. "That's a wonderful idea," she said, thinking maybe Ty wouldn't spank a tipsy girl.

  "Waitress," Sue called, while Marcus looked at his brother in confusion wondering how they went from Red not having any more to drink to ordering a bottle of champagne.

  "Don't worry about it, Marcus," Ty stated, smiling. "I think you've been outmaneuvered, but things should get interesting on the way home."

  Sue and Kelsey opted to ride together in the back seat on the way home and although Marcus and Ty tried to listen, all they heard were whispers and giggles, sometimes followed by outright hysterical laughter. It seemed every time one of the guys opened their mouths, even in the most basic conversation, there was something funny about it.

  "Keep laughing, Sweet Pea," Ty drawled, turning around and giving Kelsey a look. "I don't think you'll find things quite so funny later."

  "What's that all about?" Sue whispered. "I thought everything was fine."

  "It is," Kelsey sighed. "It's just that he promised me a spanking tonight for the whole movie thing. He came home early today and caught me practicing."

  "Oh my God," Sue laughed, quickly covering her mouth when Marcus met her eyes in the mirror. "So what happened?"

  "At first he thought it was funny and started busting my ass about it. Then all of a sudden he wasn't laughing. I guess it hit him that I was planning on lying to him and faking it. That's how we finally ended up in bed. Ty said it was hanging over our heads and he was sick of me worrying about it. He thought it was better to just force the issue and see what happened."

  "I guess that's one way to do it," Susan agreed, "but he's lucky it turned out okay. I mean if it had been horrible you probably would have never wanted to take the chance again."

  "I know, I thought I was going to throw up when he first ordered me upstairs. But then I just k
ept telling myself that it was Ty and he would never hurt me. When he finally came up he kind of made it fun, which took some of the stress off. He started acting like a pirate or something and…"

  "A pirate?" Susan howled, collapsing in giggles.

  "Kelsey!" Ty warned as Marcus snorted.

  "Sorry," she offered, elbowing Sue in the ribs. "Shut up, will you. I'm already in enough trouble."

  Sue quickly apologized and tried to control her laughter. "Sorry, Kels," she groaned as "Yo, Ho, Ho, and a bottle of rum," ran through her mind. "Don't feel bad, Kels. I got it today, too."

  "Yeah, but you get it all the time," Kelsey shot back.

  "Not all the time and certainly not anything like today. Mostly they are about sexual pleasure, for Marcus and well for me, too. I find I'm not immune to his brand of foreplay, much as it galls me to admit it. I never would have believed that having my ass warmed could be such a turn on and he's so um… I don't know, firm with me. No matter what I do or try, I can't wiggle my way out of anything with him and I've come to trust that he will never take things too far. Although at the time I think he's way over the line and I'm howling my head off, when I look back at it, I remember nothing but the pleasure. That's strange isn't it?" she whispered.

  "I don't know," Kelsey admitted softly. "This afternoon Ty whispered in my ear that he thought about tying me to the bed and doing anything he wants and I have to say the idea was incredibly sexy to me for some reason. Yesterday I was practicing faking an orgasm and tonight I can't wait to see what he does next," she said, shaking her head in wonder.

  "Sue, do you think I should be really worried about this spanking?"

  "I don't think so, Kels. Ty is basically a good guy and while it might hurt for a bit, I don't think he would ever really do any harm to you. I think he just wants to make a point about who's in charge. Who knows, you might even like it," she teased.

  "I seriously doubt that," Kelsey replied. "I can't imagine even speaking to him after this. He's going to make me feel like a child and I hate that."

  "I know you do," Sue sympathized. "If there was something I could do, I would. After all, the whole thing was my idea."

  "But I went along with it, even after he warned me that the one thing I could never do was to lie to him. No, I'm responsible and if I had locked the door and put the alarm on, he never would have caught me. I'll be lucky if he doesn't remember that part of it, too. He's so over protective sometimes."

  "I know what you mean; Marcus is a bear if I do anything even remotely risky. I get the whole, women are the weaker sex, blah, blah, blah, but it's downright annoying at times. I'm flattered that he cares enough to worry about me and at times I find it endearing, but that's only until he tries to prevent me from doing something that I really want to do. Then it's just a pain in my ass, I mean that literally. A man like Marcus is sexy as hell with his alpha attitude, but living with him can be a little tricky. Some things he'll laugh off and others he's about as far from amused as he can get. I guess I'm the same way. Certain warnings make sense to me and I find myself saying, 'yes, dear,' but at other times I'd just as soon tell him to fuck off."

  "I bet that goes over well," Kelsey laughed.

  "I haven't actually said it, yet," Sue admitted, "but I've thought it plenty of times. It doesn't matter though, he'll be going away for a book tour at some point and I will have the house to myself. It will be wonderful doing exactly what I want for two whole weeks."

  "You're not going with him?" Kelsey asked, surprised.

  "He asked me to, but I said I didn't think so. At first I thought he was going to insist, but he didn't," she whispered, surprised at how that caused a niggling doubt to pop up in her brain.

  "That is surprising," Kels agreed. "I didn't think he let you out of his sight very often."

  "He doesn't and now it's about to get worse, He wants me to find a quiet hobby that I can do in his office while he's writing."

  "He actually wants you in the inner sanctum? What's that all about?"

  "It's about what happened today. I'll tell you all about it later; right now I think this is the turn for your drive."

  Marcus pulled up in front of the house and Sue got out with Kelsey, giving her a hug and reassuring her. After climbing into the front seat, she rolled down her window.

  "Good night, Kels. I'll call you tomorrow. I had a great time."

  "Me, too," Kelsey replied, turning towards the house.

  "Good night, matey," she added, winking at Ty.

  Ty gave Kelsey a smart smack on her butt that had her yelping before he turned and faced the truck with his hands on his hips.

  "Marcus, you need to do something with your woman," he sighed.

  "Oh, I have plans for her," Marcus called back, laughing as he pulled away.

  On the way home, Susan shared what Kelsey had told her and they were still laughing on the way up to bed. It wasn't the role-play that had them cracking up; it was that it was straight-laced Ty who participated.

  After undressing and using the bathroom, Susan lay back on the bed waiting for Marcus. She had on one of her favorite nighties, a white lawn poet's shirt that dripped with lace at the bottom of the long sleeves and around the tied neckline. Grinning, she thought it most appropriate and awaited his reaction.

  When Marcus exited the bathroom, it was Susan who was surprised. He wore nothing but a huge erection and a black eye patch.

  Popping up on the bed, she roared.

  "Where did you get that?" she gasped.

  "Well this I got from you," he said grinning and wrapping his large hand around his cock. "And this I had from an old eye injury," he said, indicating the patch.

  "Oh I want to take a picture," she squealed, reaching for her cell phone on the nightstand.

  "Put that down, missy," he ordered in a crude voice, "there will be none of those devil's tools on my ship."

  "Yes, sir," Sue responded meekly, getting into the spirit.

  "I take it you know what happens to stowaways on this vessel?" he asked, raising his eyebrows in a challenging way.

  "No, what happens?" she sighed, leaning back, fully expecting to be ravished and licking her lips.

  "They are soundly thrashed, Missy, so stand up!"

  "No, Marcus, please," she begged, not kidding now. "I'm still so sore from earlier."

  "That's Captain McCarthy to you, and you'll do as you're told," he insisted, sitting down on the bed and reaching for her.

  Susan scooted off the other side and stood, her hands covering her butt, as she watched him warily.

  "There's no use trying to escape," he told her sternly. "I am the master of this ship and my word is law. Now present yourself over my knee. If I have to come after you, it will go all the worse for you, I assure you."

  Watching Susan's baby steps to his side, Marcus hid his grin. When she reached him, he deftly placed her over his knees and raised her nightgown above her waist.

  "Well now, this is more like it," he said, patting her still pink bottom, "a naughty little sneak waiting for the Captain's retribution. I shall enjoy teaching you the error of your ways, little one," he continued, proceeding to lightly spank her bottom.

  Susan sighed in relief, it was still a game.

  "Yes sir," she replied, softly faking a sniffle.

  "I see it's a woman's form you have under that nightshirt," he said smiling and continuing to carefully increase the force of his hand as she wiggled. "That's a good thing; yes a very good thing, indeed. For the rest of this voyage you will serve all my needs, is that clear?" he asked, pausing while he ran his hand between her thighs gently.

  "Yes sir," Sue replied,

  "Are you a virgin, girl?" he demanded, his finger poised at her entrance.

  "No, Captain," she answered, gasping as he embedded his thick digit deep inside her.

  "No matter," he replied, pumping firmly inside her. Gathering her juices, he moved his finger to her bottom hole and rubbed in tiny circles.

  "Are you
untouched here, girl?" he asked, holding his breath.

  "Yes," she hissed.

  "Then we shall go slowly," he told her firmly as he patted her ass and reached into the nightstand for a tube of lube. "But go there we will, little one," he growled while he greased his finger with a heavy dose and returned to her virgin hole.

  "Please sir, don't," she pleaded as he gently pushed the tip inside.

  Marcus retreated and gave her ten crisp spanks that had her squirming.

  "It doesn't serve you to refuse me girl; you best understand that right now," he warned her as he firmly took hold of her quivering hips and centered her on his lap. "I will have you in all ways before long, so accept me into your body," he ordered. "I can take you at any moment that suits me with no preliminaries, so you best take advantage of my generosity. Now unclench your bottom and let me in."

  Susan forced her body to relax as he paused. His hard cock was pressing into her belly, her bottom was stinging and his finger was poised to invade the most private area of her body. What was a girl to do, she thought as she unclenched her cheeks and he slipped into her ass with a sure deep thrust. The hoarse guttural moans that tore from her body were a complete shock to her as was the all-consuming pleasure coursing through her veins. Other than one sharp quick pain, it felt incredible. As his finger slowed and worked to learn her secrets, her hips began to rise and fall of their own volition.