Lederhosen Is Sexy-- Part 3 by Jennifer Katherine Shepherd

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His body moved against hers. It had been so long since their bodies fit together…too long. Jerusha tried to hold onto her anger and pain over his leaving, but the heat building in her pushed it away. All that was left was molten lava. And, what better way to show him what he's been missing than to give him just a little taste of it.

The crowd pushed them even closer together, and Jerusha felt his cock straining against her. She cast a quick look around as the light dimmed. Nobody was watching. And the thought someone might excited her even more. She stroked his cheek and pressed tightly against him. When he groaned deep in his throat, a smile played across her lips and she continued stroking—down his neck, his chest, his waist. A sharp intake of breath was her reward when she slipped her hand between them, rubbing his erection through his pants.

"We can take this somewhere else," he suggested with ragged breath.

"Or we can stay right here," she countered, breathing into his ear.

He groaned again and pulled her closer to him.

"Turnabout is fair play," he whispered, as he danced her into an alcove and pushed her against the wall. With one finger, he traced the swell of her breasts where they spilled out of her costume. Pushing the material down, he released one tit and cradled it in his hand.

"I've missed this," he said. Bending his head, he drew her into his mouth.

God, so much for teasing him with what he's been missing. Did that plan ever backfire.

Jerusha wrenched herself out of his grasp and turned away from him, pulling up her bodice.

"This?" she asked, her voice thick with a combination of desire and tears. "Or me? Because, God help me, no matter how much I want you, Cody, I can't go through another month like the one I just went through."

Cody pulled her back into his arms and rested his chin on her head.

"I was a fool," he confessed. "It didn't take but a few days before I realized that everything I wanted, everything I needed was with you. WAS you."

He teased her nipples through the thin material of her bodice and nuzzled her neck.
The fire inside Jerusha blazed up and she turned in his embrace, lifting herself on tiptoes to kiss him. Their tongues met in an age-old dance as she pressed herself tightly against him. He lifted her, pressing her against the wall as she wrapped her legs around him.

"Damn all these clothes," he mumbled against her hair.

"We could always go up to one of the bedrooms."

"Or we could do this," he said, moving her panties aside and, having somehow undone his pants, slipped inside her.

The music outside the alcove had changed to an erotically charged beat and Cody adjusted his rhythm to the song. Jerusha scraped her fingers down his back as he filled her.