Chap 53

"I've still got to give you you're wedding present" Carla whispered as she pulled out of their passionate embrace.

"Ok... What is it" Peter asked excitedly as he propped himself up on the bed.

"Ill be back in a minute" as Carla walked into the bathroom taking the hanger to hang her dress up on as she changed into the white lace underwear and white silk loose camio outfit that matched her dress.

She fixed herself up a little in the bathroom, hair and make up, before making her way back out to Peter as he was pouring them both some very expensive wine that came as part of the room.

"Wow... That's one hell of an outfit" Peter couldn't take his eyes off Carla. She looked stunning.

"Do you want your present now... Or would you rather find it in your own time"

Peter was confused. "I thought this was my present" he said as he sipped his wine. Starring at her beauty.

"Yea... I want it now" peters voice went really low as his hand found Carla's arm as he made small circular motions up and down.

"Ok sit down" Carla led him over to the bed and made him sit down.

He was confused but sat waiting as she began to hitch her top up simultaneously lowering the waistline of her underwear as she revealed the tattoo to Peter awaiting his reaction.

"Say something" Carla pleaded.

"Fuck me... Just when I think you can't do anything sexier you prove me wrong... Fucking hell Carla... You did that for me?"

"Yea. I wanted to get you something that meant something to both of us"

"Carla, apart from carrying my child this is the single most amazing thing you have ever done. Do you realise how much this means to me. How much I want you now?"

"Well Peter, you have me" Carla whispered seductively into his ear gently biting down on his earlobe as she did. "Do what you want with me... Please"

Peter awoke a couple of hours later with a sore head but a smile on his face as Carla lay across his chest, naked, apart from the ink visible around her hip.

"Morning beautiful, time to wake" Peter was trying to be as sweet as he could to Carla. Knowing she had a lot more then him to drink last night. "We've gotta set the Santa stuff up for si and Emmie, Mrs Barlow"

Carla stirred a little before turning completely trying to block the sun beaming in the window on the freezing cold december morning from her tired eyes.

Peter could tell from her groaning and persistent tutting she was in a good humour, playful even, as he began to tickle her slightly to try shift her.

"Oi. Oi. Get. Off. Okokok I'm up" Carla jumped to run from Peter and headed strait towards the bathroom as he ran after her, catching hold of her hips just before she reached the bathroom door, pulling her back into his strong hold.

"Your not going anywhere madam"

"Oh is that right. Now were married your in control are you...sir"

"You got it" Peter managed to reply before his hands took Carla's body in one swift movement and pushed her up against the wall. His erection obvious against Carla's thigh as he picked her up a little positioning himself to enter her in one swift motion, as a groan of pure pleasure escaped her throat uncontrollably. Her body tingled as peters cock went deeper inside we as she moved her legs to cling around his waist.

"Oh Peter. Yes. Oh please. Yes" Carla biting peters shoulder to prevent herself from being to loud as he picked up pace, his hips working fast and effortlessly guiding his cock in and out of her. Finally she felt the warm sensation of his come filling her as allowed himself to rest his he'd on her chest before carrying her over and laying her on the bed.

As they lay there both coming down from their organisms he noted the large marks left on his neck and shoulder by Carla.

"Thanks for that" he joked.

"Sorry, got caught up in the moment. It's really your fault if you think about it" she giggled as she made her way off the bed to get Simon and emmies presents out and tried to make herself a little more presentable.