Sharon gave a little protest sound on having the door shut before she could go through, but ended up just laughing a bit at get carried right back to the couch. "Ah, I see, you like the naughty part. Here I was worried you'd be upset, silly me." Settling back in place and wriggling out of the suit's sleeves, she figured she probably should feel a little guiltier for ruining the perfect gentleman. She kissed him again, squeezing his shoulders to bring him close. "I do want you, Steve," she purred softly on his lips.