* thank you for all your reviews- much appreciated. Glad you are enjoying this fic. I will carry on as long as people are happy to read. Working on chap 5 some more to see how they will make it back down to breakfast and what Carla's surprise will be. If you want anything adding in or have any requests let me know & please review :) x *
Chapter 4 - Sneaking off
"Carla! I can't believe we've just walked out!" Peter said astounded at what she'd just had them do.
"You're so hot, I need you now.." She replied, and with that his mouth was on hers. He was so turned on by her words. She broke their kiss and grabbed the collar of his shirt.
"Quick..." She whispered leading him into the lift in the lobby up to their suite. As soon as the lift doors closed his mouth was on hers again, one of his hands on her hip and the other on the base of her back and hers wrapped around his neck.
The lift doors opened and they walked out, Peter backwards still holding onto her hips, his mouth still on hers.
"Key?..." She whispered in between their kisses, as Peter slid it out of his jeans pocket. He fumbled with the key not letting her go, as they fell through the door into the suite.
The door slammed shut behind them and Peter pressed Carla against it as they continued to kiss passionately.
"This is gonna be quick babe, I need you so much" Peter whispered as he began rolling her tights down and she began fumbling with his belt and trouser zip. Still kissing, Carla began laughing her dirty giggle as she couldn't undo his belt. "Leave the belt babe" Peter said laughing, taking over, undoing his zip desperate to be inside her.
"What are you doing to me?" Peter said, placing one hand at the nape of Carla's neck, tipping her head back as his lips found hers again. She began moving her hands through his hair and onto his face, caressing his cheek. Their eyes met, sparkling with equal desire.
"I need you so much" Carla gasped, consumed by her want for him.
"Wrap your legs around me honey" he said as they moved to the side of the door. He lifted her onto the mirrored dresser that stood there, taking her by surprise. The cold surface on her now-bare legs. Peter grasped her legs, pushing them open and she wrapped them around his waist pushing her make up bag off the dresser onto the floor. As it clattered to the floor, spilling out, she leaned further into him and she could feel his desire, hard and wanting.
Peter undid the top few buttons on her blouse revealing her lacy black bra beneath. He began to kiss the swell of her breasts, breathing in the scent of her perfume on her chest which drove him wild.
"That perfume, baby" he said breathing in again.
"Peter, now" Carla gasped again, barely able to speak, desperate for him.
"Not yet" he whispered leaning in to kiss her chest once more. She knew he was teasing her and she went to grasp his belt when he slowly pushed himself into her.
There was nothing slow about what followed, their desire for each other too evident. Peter steadied her hips as she tightened her grip with her legs around his waist, hands around his back. He ran his hand through her hair and cupped the back of her head, he was nearly there.
Their lips met again, desire burning, "Come on hon" he mouthed, breaking their kiss, urging her on as he knew he was near and he wanted to be sure she was too. With his words, she let go and he did too, together.
They remained still, faces touching as Peter moved to kiss her. She still couldn't believe he was hers.
"How does it feel then hey? Now that we're not living in sin?" She laughed.
