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both hands and slid it off her, leaving her fully naked before him. She moaned as he pressed his thigh against her clit until she was practically straddling his leg right there in the kitchen.
    He lifted her up by the waist as easily as if she weighed nothing at all and she gasped as her ass hit the cold granite countertop. It felt soothing against her still-tender skin. He stepped in between her legs and she smiled as his thick, hard cock came within a millimeter of her pussy.
    “Fuck me, Jonathan,” she whispered.
    “Wait there,” he said, stepping back. “Don’t move a muscle.”
    Georgia groaned as he turned and walked over to his pants, which were still in a rumpled pile on the hardwood floor. Did he have any idea how great his ass looked when he bent over like that? She heard the crinkle of cellophane and knew he had put on a condom. Just as quickly as he had stepped away, he was back and pressing his sheathed cock insistently up against her slick pussy.
    He grabbed her hips and thrust. She wrapped her legs around his waist and held on to the back of his neck as he withdrew and then buried himself inside her again. He fucked her so hard she was on the verge of coming within moments, letting herself melt into him as he lifted her bodily and walked with her wrapped around him out of the kitchen.
    “Where are we going?” she asked, missing his deep thrusts already even though the feeling of him walking with his cock still inside her had a very nice effect as well.
    “I don’t want to come yet,” he said. “And if I keep fucking you like that I will. So I’m taking a break.” He stepped through his bedroom door and dropped her onto the bed, where she lay sprawled with her legs open.
    “Nooo,” she whined. “I don’t want to take a break.”
    He laughed softly. “I said I was taking a break. Don’t think for a minute that you’re going to get a break.”
    Her eyes widened. What did that mean? He flipped her over so her ass was up in the air. “So,” he said, caressing her ass, “were you jealous when I spanked Casey?”
    “No,” she lied. How did he know?
    “You have quite a bit to learn about how to deliver a real spanking,” he said as his hand came down on her left ass cheek, causing a warm sting. “You were just playing with her, like this,” he said, slapping her other ass cheek, warming it but hardly hurting her a bit.
    She looked over her shoulder at him and grinned. “I can take it harder than that, Jonathan. You don’t need to play nice with me.”
    He didn’t smile, just brought his hand down so hard on her ass that she fell forward from the blow with a shriek. “Really?” He spanked her again and again until she realized she was crawling forward on the bed to get away from his hard hand. She squealed as he picked her up and threw her over his knee, his hard cock pressing into her lower abdomen as he held her tightly with his arm wrapped around her, one hand buried underneath her and playing with her clit while his other delivered another merciless blow.
    “Damn, you have an amazing, amazing ass,” he said as he stopped the spanking and just continued to make her writhe over his knee from the constant motion of his fingers on her clit. “Get up,” he ordered.
    She jumped up, her knees shaky and her ass cheeks burning, and looked at him.
    “I want you to get on the bed on your hands and knees—facing away from me.”
    Okay, that sounded like trouble. Georgia laughed nervously but did as he said. She felt open and vulnerable kneeling like that in the middle of the bed. Turning to look over her shoulder, she shook her head to get her hair out of her face and watched Jonathan with interest.
    He came up behind her and she gasped as she felt his fingers slide deep into her cunt, stroking her carefully. “Relax around my finger,” he said softly, and as soon as he said it Georgia knew what he was up to. Her heartbeat raced as she felt his finger, slick with her wetness, circle her