Peter's mind was a haze, and all he could think about was how soft her body felt against him, how warm and pliable, and how her voice washed over him in waves.  He nuzzled harder against her neck and head, just managing a low groal as he felt his leg muscles tighten.  His mouth fell open slightly, and he raised his head enough to look at her.<br/><br/>Carly looked beautiful, little flecks of glitter stuck to her skin as it glistened with a thin layer of sweat.  His eyes caught hers, and his jaw clenched one more time as he came.