Carla was finishing up at underworld, typing up the last few words for the mclyans order, each click on the keyboard as she typed away. The front door closed with a gust of a wind as the storm was rough outside, Peter walked in and knocked on the office door
"It's open!" She shouted, finishing the email. "Hey babe, you've been here a while" he said walking in and sitting down in the chair as she logged off the computer
"Oh I know, the mclyans cancelled their order last minute so now I've got 10,000 pairs of knickers and a knickers stitchers waste of time!" She groaned
"Well maybe it's not so bad.." he smirked. She looked to him with confusion "What you thinking?.." she asked. "Maybe you could try one on?" He said tempting her
"No no no" she laughed, grabbing her stuff. "Babe there's a storm out there there's no way we'll get home" he said, walking over to the batch and opening a box
She looked over at him as he pulled out a pair of red thin Lacy knickers with intricate detail, looking to Carla. She watched as he took out a red thin Lacy bra with the same intricate detail
"This turns me on.. just thinking of you in these" he smirked tempting her for her to groan. "Ugh fine!" She grabbed them off him and went off into the bathroom
He laughed knowing full well that's what he wanted, She came out in the lingerie clinging to her perfectly modelled body making Peter press hard on his lips and jeans in different ways.. she walked over to him and whispered in his ears seductively "what's wrong.. big boy"
He couldn't help but unbuckle the top button of his jeans as they got too tight before she slid the zip down and bit his ear, running her tongue across his earlobe
"Are you a big boy.." she smirked as he kicked his shoes off and took his jacket and top off before picking her up and sitting her on a desk
"Tell me what you want me to do.." he whispered, pulling out a small foil packet out of his coat
"I want you to do your worst.." she bit her lip, laying back on the desk as he ripped open the packet with his teeth, pulling out a condom and placing it on his tip, rolling up his length.
He climbed on the desk, paperwork flying off, hooking the lingerie round his fingers, pulling them off. His fingers running up her thighs and across her wet clit, she was ready for him, entering her with his broad fingers he began to move them in and out slowly as she moaned.
She moved her hand down, placing it on top of his to remove his fingers, giving him a look. He knew what he had to do, he shuffled up, allowing himself to feel her warmth, his hands placed on her hips as he rocked back and forth.
"Oh peter.." she gasped, running her fingers through his silky hair, grabbing hold of it tight with her hands as he continued to pleasure her. Her nails digging into the back of his spine.
He gasped at the pain of her nails but continued to rock against Carla emitting more gasps and moans of the feel of his body sweating against hers, the sweat and the chemistry.
"Baby I'm gonna come.." she gasped, her back arching as he held her hips, rocking against her. "Come baby.." he said softly, hitting her spot making her gasp with relief, Peter relaxing himself, sliding back out as he pulled the condom off, folding it up and putting it in the bin.
"Peter someone might see that" she laughs, making peter smile. He began to kiss her stomach, leaving trails of kisses right down to her cervix, a groan coming from Carla as Peter collected her orgasm along his tongue before shuffling back up and kissing Carla, their tongues mixing, the mixture of the orgasm as they both swallowed.
His lips still pressing against hers as she laid there, breathless. "Peter Barlow.. you sure know how to put on a show" she smirked.
"What by having sex in the office?" He smirked as she laughed thinking about it. He smiled at the look at her laugh, she was so happy and that was down to him, placing soft gentle kisses along her neck to make his Mark, to prove she was his.
Getting up as she sat up, the rest of her orgasm flushing out "get me some tissue.." she said to which Peter gave her the whole roll causing her to slap him gently and clean up.
"What?" He laughed "you let out a lot.."
Once she'd cleaned up she pulled her knickers back on and got up making him moan, looking down at the floor and fiddling with his feet. "What's wrong baby?" She asked noticing his disappointment.
"Nothing I just wanted to feel you.." he said, looking up at her as she walked over, wrapping her arms around his neck and saying seductively "feel me then".
He smirked and pulled her closer, running his hand into her knickers and moving the palm forth and back making her legs go weak, slipping two fingers in this time to emit a gasp from her "Peter! You're gonna make me come again" she giggled.
"And what if I do?" He asked "what are you gonna do about it?" making her push him back on the chair and double check the door is locked, walking over and pressing her hands on his thighs "I'm gonna show you why you shouldn't be a naughty boy" she smirked.