When you haven't written smut in like weeks, this is the product of that so I'm sorry if it's bad
"Do you reckon they'll be happy? Sarah and Adam?" Carla muses as Peter raises his eyebrows at her, glancing to the married couple who were swaying gently on the dance floor, arm in arm together, walking through life as if it was a breeze
"I reckon so" Peter smiles as Carla wraps her arms around his neck, planting a soft kiss on his lips, Peter going the extra mile and sweeping his tongue along her lips eagerly causing Carla to reciprocate the synchronous movements with her tongue sucking gently on his lips
"Ey…Look at those two!" Sarah gestures to Carla and Peter as Adam laughs slightly
"They're going to get lucky tonight aye?" Adam smirks as Sarah wraps her arms around his neck again preparing to sway in time to the next song
"They wont be the only ones" Sarah smirks kissing Adam passionately causing a cheer from the people on the sideline watching them dance together
"Oi! You need to stop that" Carla gasps as Peter hungrily sucks on her neck, Carla emitting a low moan from the depths of her throat, Peter actions slowly arousing her
"I can't help it, you look amazing" Peter whispers suggestively his hand falling to the hem of the black dress she was wearing Carla slapping his hand away discreetly, glaring at him before smirking, he was obviously very aroused by her, maybe it was time to play a few little games
"Bouquet time!" Sarah calls out through the microphone where Ryan was doing the music for the evening, Sarah standing on the makeshift stage as everyone lines up to catch the bouquet, Sarah lobbing it into the air, the bouquet immediately being caught by none other than Carla who turns to smirk at Peter, shrugging her shoulder nonchalantly
"Oi come on then Peter, you better get ring shopping aye?" Adam nudges him in the arm as Peter rolls his eyes grabbing another glass of orange juice as Carla saunters over wrapping her arms around his neck, Adam excusing himself knowing this moment would most likely turn intimate very quickly
"So what were you and Adam talking about then?" Carla purrs into his ear, her tongue flicking over his ear lobe causing Peter to groan quietly in response tapping the side of his nose, Carla shaking her head unamused, a smirk playing on her lips, her head falling to kiss Peter gently on the neck along with a little suck
"Carla-"
"Shhh baby, you're all tense, just relax no one will notice" Carla eyes flutter down to his jeans biting her lip moving her hand to brush ever so lightly over his bulge before kissing him on the cheek and sauntering off to the ladies causing Peter to take a seat at one of the tables to hide his arousal under the table cloth
"Oh hi Carla" Sarah smirks as Carla raises her eyebrows washing her hands and going to the hand dryer to try them
"Hey, love"
"So you might be the next one then?" Sarah grins as Carla lets out a throaty laugh shaking her head in disagreement
"Give over! I highly doubt it to be honest with ya, I had to propose to Peter the last time, I am not doing it again I'll tell you that!" Carla exclaims with a cackle as Sarah rolls her eyes folding her arms as Carla raises a perfectly groomed eyebrow in response
"You better hurry, the meal will be soon" Sarah laughs as Carla nods grabbing her clutch bag and heading out with Sarah, glancing around the room seeing Peter sat with Steve and Tracey, she walks over grabbing a seat next to Peter who admires her black fitting dress as well as glancing to her cleavage, Carla smirking in response
"Oi Carla, tell our Peter here that having a steak at a wedding is far from fancy especially when you have five star chefs at your beck and call" Tracey raises her eyebrows as Carla turns to face her, a bittersweet smile on her face, Tracey and Steve unaware of the rising sexual tension between both Carla and Peter, Carla resting her hand on Peter's thigh
"Oh yeah baby, you've got to have something a bit better than a steak, I'm having the cranberry chicken salad, why don't you have the grilled pork tenderloin?" Carla suggests gliding her hand up and down his thigh as Peter glances to the menu before coughing
"Yeah, yeah that's fine but I know what I'd rather have" Peter glances to Carla with a suggestive smirk "the pan fried sea bass"
"Ooh good choice baby" Carla smiles as Steve and Tracy go to order the meals at the bar, Carla shuffling her chair towards Peter so she could tease him further, Carla gliding her hand up Peter's inner thigh, her hand brushing ever so lightly over his bulge causing Peter to groan
"Carla, stop it" he slaps her hand away discreetly as she grins cheekily at him refusing to move her hand. placing it back down a little firmer on his bulge, kneading the fabric of his jeans as Peter coughs slightly, Carla smirking in response immediately moving her hand away as Steve and Tracy approach the table
"Peter are you ok? You seem quiet" Tracy interrogates glancing to Carla who was drinking some of her lemonade casually as if nothing was going on under the table before they arrived back from ordering the food
"Yeah I'm fine Trace"
"As long as you're sure" she smirks towards Carla who yet again places her hand back down on Peter's leg, her hand hovering over his bulge kneading the fabric, she goes to undo the zip sliding her fingers sliding over his boxers to tease him, Carla moving the table cloth so it was covering her hand
"Carla stop" Peter hisses under his breath as she just shrugs nonchalantly going back to tease him his length slowly thickening under her touch before removing her hand quickly noticing the waiters coming over with the food she smiled suggestively at Peter who just glares at her menacingly, the waiters placing their meals down on the table, Carla picking up a piece of chicken on her fork and biting it suggestively along with a little suck causing Peter to squirm in his seat, a grin of satisfaction from Carla who was enjoying this game a little too much
"I'm just going to pop to the gents" Peter excuses himself discreetly doing up the zip of his jeans, Carla raising an eyebrow before thinking 'he's not getting away with this' excusing herself swiftly running after him, Tracy smirking at Steve knowing exactly where they were both heading
"I don't think so" Carla replies grabbing Peter's wrists and pinning him up against the hallway of the route to the toilets, Carla kissing him passionately, Peter's hand in her hair as Carla's tongues skims along his lips sucking gently on his lips as Peter allows her tongue to swirl around his
"Come with me" Carla smirks dragging him somewhere she didn't know, Peter pushing her up against the wall, Carla wrapping her legs around his waist, Peter squeezing her arse as she gasps, Peter moving to suck tenderly on her neck causing her to moan, Peter running his hand up her dress, his fingers sitting on her thong as he slips them under the material, running a finger around the base before applying pressure down on it causing Carla to whimper
"Get inside of me" Carla groans removing her hands from his neck and heading for the button of his trousers undoing it as quick as she could, moving his boxer's aside allowing his erection to spring to life. Peter places her down on the floor quickly, Carla taking no time to remove her lacy thong which was now bunched on the floor, going to wrap her legs around Peter again who rubs his length along her slit, enticing her arousal to its peak
"I mean it Pe'er stop teasing" Carla moans as Peter smirk allowing the tip to enter her quickly before removing it swiftly causing Carla to grunt in frustration at the relentless teasing, Peter allowing the tip in again causing Carla to thrust her pelvis forward so she could engulf him, Peter groaning at the exquisite feeling of being buried inside Carla, the warmth encasing his throbbing dick, Peter beginning to thrust into Carla
"Yes, baby" she whispers throatily, her voice heavy with arousal as she thrusts her hips forward to meet his thrusts, Peter never losing grip on her as her back rides up the wall with every thrust which occurs causing Peter to hold her more firmly in place, Carla tilting her head back in sheer pleasure under Peter's ministrations
"Baby, I love you" Peter whispers sucking on her neck gently, on her pulse point and all the points he knew which would make her weak under the movements of his lips and tongue, Carla arching her back off the wall which prompted Peter to cover her mouth with one of his hands to ensure no one was alerted to what they were doing up against a secluded hotel wall, allowing Carla whimper in desire instead of her crying out and attention being brought to them
"I…love…you too" she sighs allowing herself to release, her juices lubricating the path for Peter to reach his orgasm causing a final grunt, his hot sticky semen drenching her insides and slamming into her cervix, both of them taking a minute or two to come down from their orgasmic high, Peter sliding out of Carla following by a dribble of their mingled juices from their exertions, Carla smirking
"Luckily we're near the bogs ey?" Carla smirks breathlessly as Peter laughs kissing her gently on the lips, pulling his trousers up as well as his boxers, Carla grabbing her thong and sliding it on, the products of the sex she just had seeping into the flimsy material of her underwear
"I guess so love, I also don't like it when you're trying to seduce me in front of our family" Peter raises his eyebrows wiping her forehead with his handkerchief which was in his blazer pocket, removing the droplets of sweat from their exertions
"Do you not?" Carla whispers seductively "I'm sorry baby…maybe I just got a bit ah-"
"Horny?"
"Give over! With you in that suit, how could I resist? Maybe I'll even treat you for round two later, if you're good" she purrs into his ear, her tongue flicking over his ear lobe enticing him to agree
"You'll be the death of me Mrs Connor, you know that?"
"Might not be a Connor for long though ey? If that bouquet had anything to do with it"
"We'll see, love. We'll see"