He nodded as Sharon told him what to do. Lee was drunk and drifting, and the idea that Sharon would lead him, that she knew as well as he did what he wanted-- what they both wanted, he bet-- and that he could stop thinking and feeling anything more than just the physical was the best idea in the universe. When she pulled him on top of her, Lee noted but wasn't surprised by the strength in the gesture. He'd gotten used to it early on, the surprising strength in that small, slender body.

Lee sank into her heat as she said it again. "Yes," he hissed, both in agreement and in pleasure. She was always so hot inside, and he knew she could tighten down around him until it hurt, if she chose. Part of him very much wanted it to hurt.

Hips beginning to move, Lee started out quickly, his arms already shaking as they held him up. Lee slid in and out of her, hard and fast, and the feeling shot from their joined bodies straight through his every limb. He panted and moaned as he thrust into Sharon, lowering his head push a crushing kiss down on her mouth. Everything else in the world began to fade into the background.