They crashed into each other their lips locking the moment their eyes met. Peter put one hand in her hair and the other on her hip as their tongues danced around each other. She moaned into him as her back flew against the wall.
After a few seconds she pushed Peter away so he stopped kissing her, not wanting to pressure her into anything although he was praying that it was just a front and that she wanted him as much as he wanted her.
"We can't do this" She said, Peter was about to take a step away from her but Carla had rested her hand on his chest, She could feel his heart pounding through his T-shirt. He wasn't sure what to do next and he rested his forehead on her shoulder he breathing heavily. Carla bit her lip listening to each breath that he took.
Her head was telling her to move away from him and to run all the way home but instead of doing that she found she was slowly moving her hand down his chest towards the belt on his jeans, her heart was now beating just as fast as his.
He looked down at her hand then back up at her, he went to say something but her free hand shot up to his mouth and she shook her head at him. She didn't want any more conversation with him and Peter knew better then to disobey her so he kept quiet as her hand lingered on his belt.
Instead of talking he began to kiss her neck softly and very slowly something he knew was a weakness of hers, He could tell his kisses had an effect on her from the moans that came out of her mouth.
Carla's hands began shaking as he continued to kiss her neck his kisses were tender and made their way to her collarbone. She pulled him towards her every so often using his belt, soon enough she felt his kisses become rougher and she felt him harden through his jeans. She pushed her hips against him this time, enjoying the feel of his bottom half against her. She was trembling and began stroking him through his jeans. Peter slid his hands down her body and gradually they began to wonder up her skirt, He continued up her thighs as he made his way towards her knickers.
Carla gasped at his touch, he stopped kissing her neck and looked deep into her eyes as if to ask her permission, Carla nodded at him biting her lip slightly. He got on his knees not taking his eyes off of hers and pulled her knickers down slowly. She lifted each foot up as they got to the ground so Peter could remove them easily. He stayed on the ground for a moment and began kissing the tops of her legs tenderly. He slowly made his way up planting kisses on her thighs now just below where her skirt ended. He knew he was driving Carla crazy as she arched her back away from the wall. She grabbed at his T-shirt her knees beginning to feeling weak but she was able to summon enough strength to pull Peter to his feet.
She began undoing his belt furiously she then pulled his jeans and boxers down. He lifted her right off of her feet and her legs naturally found themselves wrapped around his waist as he held her against the wall, One of her hands tightly gripped the back of his head and He could feel her legs shaking and tightened his grip on her.
He was more than ready but he hesitated slightly. Still kissing her not wanting to rush this because he had a feeling it probably wouldn't last long. He had been fanaticising about Carla for months and it was all he could do not to let himself go right there and then. He also knew this would probably be their last time together so he wanted to cherish every single moment.
Carla on the other hand was far too impatient for this and She squeezed her legs together and pushed her hips forwards forcing him to enter her, he grinned into her mouth amazed at how willing and ready she was for him.
They kissed as their bodies moved in sync with each other, both of his arms were holding her legs in place as Carla's free hand was all over the place she felt like she needed to hold on to something but there was nothing for her to grab so she threw it to join her other hand around Peter's neck.
The temperature in the office had soared and sweat dripped off their bodies. Peter's hair was stuck to his forehead as he made more forceful strokes into his wife and whilst he was doing so it suddenly occurred to her that he was doing most of the work.
Hating him having all that control, Carla squeezed her thighs together and she suddenly shoved her hips forwards pushing her body right against him, breaking their steady rhythm. He gasped as she grinded against him squeezing her muscles around him. This has a rather pleasurable effect on Peter who moaned out loudly.
He stopped kissing Carla and She smirked at him her eyes wide, loving the reaction he had had to her impromptu movement. He also stopped moving back and forth and was now holding her still, after several moments she stopped looking amused and began looking confused
"Peter" she panted not understanding why he had stopped. He didn't answer her but he continued to hold her still, enjoying the look of frustration on her face, probably a little too much then he should
"Come on Baby" She breathed heavily curling her hips towards him softly. Peter felt a rush of pleasure flow through him from the way she called him baby, just like she used to. He tightened his grip on her once more and thrust his hips forward much harder than before
She cried out digging her nails into his neck. He was grinding into her harder each time so roughly one of her black shiny heels fell off of her foot and hit the ground. Peter's head turned and he began to slow down preoccupied by the fallen shoe.
"Don't you dare slow down Peter Barlow" Carla panted digging her nails into his shoulders so hard he picked up the pace with his movements. He didn't kiss her again this time, as he was fixated once he saw the look pleasure that spread over her face. She began kicking her foot again as if she was trying to shake off her other shoe, eventually it fell off on to the floor to meet the other one.
Peter didn't notice the shoe falling this time. As he thrust himself against her wildly, one of her arms flew out and hit the wall the other was still gripping his neck and her nails were beginning to cut through his skin. He couldn't care less because when she cried out his name and Her toes began to curl he felt invincible, He watched her eyes roll right back as she finished climaxing. She quivered against him, sweat dripping down her face and her hair sticking to her cheek and forehead.
Carla was sitting on the floor in her office, back leaning against the wall with her legs stretched out in front of her. She watched Peter do up his jeans and he then sat down on her chair. They had both been silent since they'd finished having sex they just glanced at each other awkwardly
"I'm not gonna lie" Carla began smiling weakly
"I needed that" She said running her fingers through her tousled hair and pulling the bits that were stuck to her face off her cheek. Peter watched her in amazement she looked so effortlessly beautiful sitting there on the floor
"Yeah me too" he replied stretching with his arms in the air, Carla raised an eyebrow
"Err I should hope so too after where you've been, I'd be a little worried if you weren't desperate for some sex" She said grinning at him. She then closed her eyes and tilted her head back resting it on the wall she was leaning on.
"So" Peter said still watching her as she sat there clearly exhausted
"So, what?" She answered him knowing what was coming and opening her eyes
"Where do we go from here?" She asked instead for him, he nodded
"Well… There's no we anymore is there. I know we just had sex an all but we're still over" She paused wondering if maybe she had been too harsh
"You're still leaving right" Carla looked at him straight faced as he looked down at his hands
"Peter?"
"Yeah I am"
"Okay then" she said even though it wasn't okay and after what had just happened between them she wasn't sure if she even wanted him to leave the office let alone Weatherfield.
They were both sat in silence again, Peter didn't take his eyes of Carla once. Her mind seemed to be somewhere else as she sat opposite him on the floor. The silence was killing Peter he still had so much he wanted to talk about and after a while he wondered if she was actually awake as her eyes had closed a few moments back and she hadn't moved for a while either. He wasn't sure what to do he contemplated waking her up but she looked so peaceful he didn't want to disturb her. There was still that album that was still playing on Carla's computer for him to listen to
"I hope we still have a heartbeat, I hope we don't turn to stone, At night when you turn the lights off, I hope you don't cry alone"
Peter watched her, thinking about how she said she'd been fine without him and although he knew she'd never admit otherwise, he wondered actually he hoped that, that wasn't true. He saw a few of her toes move and then her leg twitched slightly and he swallowed
"Car" Peter whispered standing up and moving closer to her she opened her eyes
"You're awake then" he said her tired were eyes fixated on his
"Peter" She started
"Do you think If all that stuff hadn't of happened, Ya know like with Tina dying that night and me finding out about it all … Do you think I'd still be … You know" she then looked down at her stomach a tear dribbling down her cheek, Peter gazed back at her teary eyed
"I" he began but he couldn't finish. Peter could see all the pain he had caused her on her face yet she was still so beautiful even whilst she was crying. She lifted up her knees and put her head in her arms resting them on her knees.
Peter sat down on the floor next to Carla she sniffed hard
"I'm not trying to start on you or make you feel bad, I just wonder if things had been okay between us. Maybe I wouldn't have miscarried our baby girl" She spoke sitting upright again and gulping
"I think about it sometimes that's all. I've never wanted kids in me life, like ever and you came along and made me change my mind. How messed up is that? How did you do that to me?" Tears fell from her eyes as he took her hand
"I am so sorry" he said his face close to hers
"I know you've heard it a million times and I know there is nothing I can say to change any of what I've put you through but please please please believe me when I say I will never ever love anyone the way I love you"
Carla swallowed and rested her head back on the wall behind her there were so many things she could say to him she wanted to scream and shout at him for hours on end yet her body and her mind was slowly starting to give up on her as she'd been up since six in the morning. They stayed sat there in her office just the two of them neither one of them realising they were falling asleep.
