She pressed herself closer to him, her hips moving in small circles as Lee kissed her, and then it hit her. Sharon gasped into his mouth, holding his face, and this time she couldn't stop the tars. Why had they come back? From the pleasure, the softness of their lovemaking?

Her muscles rippled around him over and over as she cried, wanting more from Lee. He was making love to her, like she'd needed, like she'd asked, begged of him, but she still wanted more. As Sharon's moans finally stopped, she blinked her eyes and stared into Lee's, nodding her head.

"Come inside me, please. I need to feel it. I need to feel you," she corrected, a hand tracing his check until she moved her other leg over his shoulder so she was bent in half.