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Warning, contains sexual scenes (SC)

Chapter number 10. Couldn't resist

"Come on Cindy, pick up the phone" Cam ranted on out loud as he held his phone to his ear and waited for Cindy to pick up on the other end, why was it that she never seemed to answer when there was an emergency.

Still no answer. Looking around him, Cam reached for a piece of paper and a pen that was sitting on the coffee table.

'Just going out for a bit, be back soon'.

He wrote before placing the piece of paper on the bench and taking off out the side door of the apartment. A thousand things were going through his head, he'd never forgive himself if Trent took Krystal away from him.

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Lara smiled at Peter before sitting down on his lap where he was sitting on the couch in the lounge room of his new apartment, she was wearing one of Peter's old shirts which she found was actually quite comfortable. She hadn't planned on staying over last night, but she was glad she did, Peter's bed was a lot more comfortable than her own, especially since he had been in it.

"Morning beautiful" Peter whispered before giving her a hot steaming kiss which definitely woke her up properly.

"Mmm, Good morning" she answered back before grabbing him by the shirt and pulling him back in for more, Peter was like a drug that she couldn't get enough of, he was something she'd never get bored of and words could never describe how good he made her feel.

Peter placed one hand on Lara's back, lowering her body slowly down till her back was laying against the couch and he could crawl on top of her before re joining their lips once again. Their bodies were in such close proximity and he could feel the heat radiation off her. He knew what he was doing, and he knew the reactions he wanted to get from her. Gently he slipped his tongue into her mouth, using it as a tool to stroke the roof of her mouth. He could hear Lara let off a slight moan and smiled to himself, only continuing to do what he was doing. He then moved his lips from hers, planting small tiny kisses in a line along her cheek and down her neck.

"Peter" Lara sighed in a quiet breathless whisper, she was walking on air at the moment, and every time she thought he couldn't make her feel any better, she was proven wrong, it was like he had such power over her, making a passion build up inside of her like no one else could possibly do. She could feel his finger tips moving up her thigh, each cell of her body he covered tingling with delight at his touch.

Peter moved his lips firmly up her skin till he reached her ear, muffling words into her curly hair, "How about we go back to my bed".

Lara couldn't say more than 'Mmmhum' his body against her's made her lose all self control. She moved her head sideways and met his lips with hers again, feeling her body move as Peter lifted her off the couch in on swift graceful movement. Her feet met the floor again, finding it hard to walk, her knees were beginning to go weak from him, if his arms weren't so tightly wrapped around her body she would of collapsed on he floor already.

Peter began to move them both around the couch and towards the door of his bedroom slowly, not letting his lips part from her's. Lara placed her hands on Peter's waist, fiddling with the edge of his shirt and beginning to pull it up, separating her lips from his only for a second to lift the grey pajama shirt over his head, leaving him now only clad in his boxer shorts. She ran her fingers over his bare chest, she could feel his muscles tensing under her touch, hearing him draw in a sharp quick breath before he cupped her face and pulled her back into him.

Pushing Lara against the closed door of the bedroom Peter let his fingers run down the front of her, undoing each button of his old white shirt as he went along. He thought she looked so sexy in it, but he liked what was underneath even more.

Removing the shirt and discarding it on the floor, Peter then moved his hands to her thigh, caressing the skin lightly. He moved his mouth back along her cheek and to her neck, kissing her roughly until he found a pulse point.

Lara ran her hands along the muscles of his back, she could feel Peter's mouth moving on her neck, it felt nice. Then she felt his teeth bite into her skin, opening her mouth a scream of pain and enjoyment came out as her nails dug into his back leaving scratches, not deep enough to draw blood, but enough for him to let out a deep moan.

Peter couldn't wait anymore, he had to have her now, so he lifted her legs around his body supporting her with one hand while using the other to open the door so they could go in before closing it again behind them.

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Cam barged through the front door of the house he lived in with Cindy and Crystal. "Cindy?" he called out, hoping and preying that she would be there. "Hello? Cindy, you there?"

"Shh" Cindy warned him coming down the hallway and out to where he now was in the front living room. "I only just got Crystal to sleep, you know how had that's been since she's been sick the last few days".

"Yeah i know, sorry" he sighed, taking off his jacket and chucking it on a chair before sitting down on the edge of the couch. "We need to talk".

"This doesn't sound good" Cindy answered, feeling herself tense up, she knew when something was wrong, and after the problems they'd had in the last couple of weeks she'd pretty much stopped trying to guess what the next day would hold for them.

"Ruth and Brett are coming tomorrow" he shot out.

"But they-" Cindy lost her words, this stuffed up everything, part of her was releaved cause it ment they wouldn't have to do all the stuff to Martha that they'd been planning, but the other half of her was in sudden fear of her life and little Crystal's. "They were supposed to-".

"Yeah I know".

"What are we going to do now?" she asked, shaking her head in dis belief.

"I don't know, but we're going to have to think fast, in less than twenty four hours there going to be here and Trent's going to be breathing down our necks to try and watch Macklin suffer" he told her, leaning forward on the edge of the lounge and looking at his hands that were folded out in front of him.

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"Hmm, mmm" Peter groaned as he opened his eyes to find Lara's naked body still partly tangled with his. He smiled at her sleeping body, she was beautiful, well in his eyes she was anyway. Reaching out his hand slowly he stroked her cheek lightly before brushing a stray piece of hair back in it's place behind her ear.

He looked over his shoulder to check the time, they'd have to get to work at about eleven am and-, "Heck" Peter cursed when he saw what time it was, it was eleven thirty.

"Lara" he said, turning back round to where she still lay, "Lara wake up".

Lara stirred a bit rubbing her eyes slightly, "Good morning again" she answered, opening her eyes properly and looking at him, "what time is it?"

"Were Late".

"What?" she shot out, sitting up properly with one sudden movement holding the covers up under her arm pits, in the ten years she'd been at that station she'd never been late, not once.

"It's eleven thirty" Peter groaned, getting up and picking his boxers up off the floor where they still lay from their earlier activities.

Lara then too got up, finding her clothes on the floor, luckily fro her when she came here last night it had been straight after work so her uniform was here. "So what's our story detective, the boss isn't going to be happy if the first day I've been late was cause of jumping into bed with you".

Peter let out a laugh, looking over his shoulder where Lara was doing up the clasp of her bra. "I don't have a problem with that one" he smirked walking over to her and wrapping his arms around her from behind, kissing her on the cheek, "I think it's an excellent reason for being late to work".

Lara just smiled as Peter's phone started ringing, "Yeah well I think it is too, but some how I think we'll be the only ones".

"I bet that's them right now" Peter grumbled walking over to where his phone was on the other side of the room, "Come on quick, what's our story?".

"Um, I don't know... Flat tire?"

"Hey Jack" Peter answered the phone.

"Yeah hey mate, where are you, the boss it pulling hairs out of his head" Jack explained.

"Yeah sorry" he apologized before looking at Lara who was looking back at him rather intensely mouthing the words flat tire. "I'd be there if I could, me and Lara got a flat tire".

"Oh, well why didn't you call then?" Jack asked puzzled, was it just him or was Peter lying to him.

"Um well" he started nervously, "Well you see there's a bit of a story to that". He looked back over at Lara, why the heck couldn't she be the one talking on the phone, she always came up with something.

"Well I'm listening".

"Well we left a bit early" he started, lying his way along, "and we decided to take the bush road, just for a change, and then there was no reception" he finished, well he thought he did alright, but some how by the laughing on the other end of the phone Jack obviously didn't think so.

"Do you really think I'm that stupid, you two haven't even left yet" Jack laughed.

"Wh- what?"

"I just drove past and both your's and Lara's cars are still there" he told him, completely amused at the situation. "Usually your supposed to set the alarm clock so you know when to get up".

"Yeah we did, but-" Peter chocked, "well it ain't my fault I couldn't resist my own girlfriend" he shot out, next thing he knew he'd had a pillow in his face and looked over to see Lara not to happy, but laughing at the same time.

"Mate, I don't want to know about your sex life" Jack gasped, pretending to be offended in his joking voice.

"Yeah what ever constable, look can you cover for us, we're literally about to walk out the door".

"Yeah alright, but you owe me big time".

"Yeah alright, see ya" Peter thanked him before hanging up. "Come on lets hurry up" he suggested throwing Lara her Police shirt from next to him.

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