//God Peter can be a beast sometimes. I believe this ask may stem from this gif, away we go!  *NSFW* //

 Hearing the door slam, you called out letting Peter know you were the kitchen. “Feel like a glass of wine, babe?”, you asked Peter.

When he didn’t answer, you turned to find him staring at you. The carnal look you saw in his eyes was unmistakable. He stalked to you, his eyes never leaving yours. 

Peter pressed you against the kitchen counter. His hands slipped under your t-shirt. His cool hands on your hot skin caused your breath to catch. He tugged the shirt over your head.

God you were wet. You squeezed your thighs together for some sort of friction. Before another thought crossed your mind, Peter had your shorts and panties off.

He spun you and pressed gently on you upper back to bend you over the counter. The marble was cold on your already sensitive skin.

You heard his zipper. He grabbed your hips and buried himself in you in one thrust.

The sensation was overwhelming. You cried out in surprise. Peter was huge. He gave you a moment you acclimate. When you nodded he started pounding into you hard and fast.

“Fuck Peter that feels good” you praised him. “Harder, baby, faster.” He let out a growl and sped up his pace. He dug his fingers into your hips.

The only sounds were your bodies coming together and ragged breathing. You felt the fire building low in your belly and spreading through your whole body. “Peter, oh, ah, God. I-” Your body exploded as your orgasm washed over you.

Peter’s hips snapped, jerked erratically. “Fuck, you are..God. He thrust one last time and spilled himself into you with a few small thrusts then stilled.

His hands ran up you back. He drapped his body over yours, kissing your neck. ” That. Was. Amazing.“ He slowly drew out of you. He turned you around. He looked down at you, “I love you darling. Thank you.” He gave you a sweet kiss.

“And I love you.” You tapped his nose and grinned.