As each day passed.. each week, Carla and Kyle continued to see each other, getting closer, and closer within each visit, he was pretty much staying every night. Pleasuring her, pleasing her, she felt attracted to him.. but once they stepped outside the house all eyes were on the man she really loved.. Peter Barlow.

She would secretly arrange to meet up with Peter, he'd always ask to see her and they would meet in the gunnel behind the pub.. nothing ever happened they would just talk.

Until today..

"Hey.." Carla smiled, walking down the cobbles to lead to the back gate that Peter was stepping out of.

"Hey.. you look, beautiful" his eyes traced her up and down, taking in the way her curves were showing and the way her lippy would bring out that glistening smile that never failed to brighten his day.

"How you doing.." he asked, walking over and placing a kiss to her cheek.. her cheeks bright red as she glanced to her heels.

"I'm okay.." she nodded and smiled towards him.

His eyes still glanced down her body, she just looked, phenomenal she'd dress up into tight black jeans, long zip high heels paired with an off the shoulders top, her leather jacket draping across.

"Peter.." she titled her head at the side, a grin as his eyes moved to catch hers.

"I'm over here" she smirked, knowing he was taken by the way she was looking, before they'd split up she would be all for hoodies and leggings but.. she's felt better now.. happier, she could care how she looked.

Except none of this mattered to Peter she was beautiful every day but right now, she was flipping stunning.

She took her bottom lip in gently, biting down as her eyes scanned to the tightness of his zipper, his bulge pressing against eager to get free.

"Oh fuck it" he pushed up against the brick wall, his hand wrapping around her neck as his mouth pressed against hers, his tongue skimming to enter as they kissed, passionately.

His tongue pushing through, heavy breathing as their tongues collided, she wrapped her arms around his neck as he pressed into her lips, biting and pulling the bottom one into his mouth before pulling away.. resting his forehead against hers, her hands holding his cheeks, his chest rising, up and down as he looked straight into her eyes.

"Peter.. we shouldn't" she took a deep breath, her head falling back to lean on the wall.

"It's only.." he went to speak, before being interrupted by a figure walking down the ginnel, quickly stepping back and exchanging looks with Carla as the man walked past them, they both knew this was gonna be a very dangerous game.

Once the bloke left he walked over to her, his hand onto her waist as he whispered in her ear "it would only be once.. then we can completely forget it - if that would be what you'd like"

Her chest rising.. up and down as she turned to look him in the eyes, softly kissing him, gentle yet rough giving him all the answers he was needing.

He ran his fingers through hers, walking towards an alleyway, walking straight ahead, round the corner it was a dead end, nice, quiet and just perfect.

Unable to keep control Peter pushed Carla up against the brick slab wall, his mouth instantly colliding with hers as he took the jacket off her arms, dropping it onto the floor by his feet.

Kissing down her jawline, leading to her neck as he began to place rough kisses, nibbling as he did, Carla's hands running down his waist, unzipping and unbuckling his jeans as they dropped down to his ankles.

He kicked his shoes off and stepped out of his jeans, his hands beginning to move down her waist, unbuckling her jeans but proceeding to remove her top, as she stood there in a deep red bra, his eyes scanning to take in the intricate designs and details knowing full well it would be removed next.

He began to kiss down her chest before standing up to face her, their eyes interlocking with chemistry rapidly building, she pulled her jeans and shoes off.

He picked her arms up by the wrist and pinned them above her head, her breathing getting heavier as he pulled his top up and to the side.

"You don't understand how hot you look.." he grinned, his eyes running up and down her body.

"Appreciate it while you've got it then" her upper lip twitched, her mouth slowly forming into a smirk, her lips crashing into hers and skimming her bottom lip with the tip of his tongue as he began to unbuckle her bar, it falling to the floor.

Running her hands down his back she hooked her finger under the black waistband of his boxers, pulling them down, her hands onto his back to pull him forward.

His fingers hooked under the silk of her knickers, stopping, whispering into her ear "let me lead the way.." he hushed in his seductive tone.

Carla was quick to nod, the knickers of hers dropping to the floor as he ordered her to turn round and get over the bins, a remark she remembered from their first affair.

His body behind hers, his arms wrapping round her stomach as the length of his laid against her cold, bare body, throbbing, as she held on.

His chest resting against her back, before roughly thrusting into her lower back end, the heat building up, every motion, every gasp, every moan..

He lead the way and took full control, giving her everything he had waited 4 months and 18 long days for.. 4 months and 18 days watching her smother and pay all her living attention to another man.

He was quick to turn her round, pinning her to the wall, her breathing so deep, so heavy, she had needed this as much as it was wrong but before she could catch up he thrusted fully into her cervix..

What a dangerous game to play.