Peter licked his lips as he felt her wetness on his fingers, and he brought his hand up to taste it.  Then, without warning, he impaled her, spearing her roughly before collapsing down onto her and burying his face in her neck.  He moaned loudly, and withdrew his hardness slowly, savoring the feel of her smooth velvety interior before thrusting into her once more.  This time there was no slow withdrawal, and he began to saw in and out at a rapid pace, his breath coming in shallow pants.