Her moan was quieted by his kiss, which didn't feel like any sort of kiss Lee had ever given her before. His thrusts in and out hurt, surprisingly, but she figured her body would be able to take it.

Sharon was surprised, though, at how quickly the warmth began to burn up and down her spin as her orgasm hit her and her legs wound themselves around his waist, pulling him deeper into her as she became lost to whatever hurt he wanted to give her to make them both forget.

Her muscles tightened down around him as she shuddered, and Sharon knew it had to have hurt him by sheer strength. She stopped, finally, and lay there for him. Watching his eyes, she calmed her breathing as wetness poured out between her legs and she whispered, "Hurt me."

She'd just hurt him. He could hurt her back. It was only fair.