Peter wrapped an arm around Carly, sliding underneath her neck and pulling her tight as he bagan to hammer away at her.  Her feverish response caught him a little off-guard, and he doubled his efforts, doing his best to make her scream as she had asked.  "Ohh Carly... That's..." He tried to voice his pleasure, only to let his words devolve into grunting pants once again.  Curling his lower back spring-like, he thrust as hard as he could and angled deeper.  He let his head drop once more into the curve of her neck, and breathed in deeply before nipping firmly at her skin.