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Chuckling against her lips, I deepen the kiss, my hands finding the zipper on the back of her dress, sliding it down, and slipping the dress off her shoulders. Stepping back, I watch the fabric caress her body to the ground, pooling at her feet with the petals.

“So fucking gorgeous, Peaches,” I breathe, my hands sliding over her soft skin, my lips tasting every inch I can find.

Naomi sighs and gasps, squirming under my lips as I free my cock, positioning her and sliding home. With a moan, Naomi’s hands slide up my back, gripping my shoulders. She grins, her eyes hooded.

“I can’t believe you’re seducing me on a bed of rose petals.”

“I’m a man of surprises.”

“You are.” She cuts off as I slowly thrust, my lips finding her throat, sucking lightly. Fucking hell, my Peaches feels so good. I’ve never gone in for the rose petal thing, but this is pretty romantic. I’m fucking nailing this shit.

Naomi hooks her legs over my thighs, clinging to me and lifting her hips as I keep the same slow, deep pace. Moving my lips from her throat, I cover her mouth, swallowing her moans. We are outside. I don’t want a neighbor hearing and peeking over the fence, catching an eyeful of Naomi’s glorious body.

She gasps against my lips as she comes, her body stiffening under me before relaxing. Lifting onto my elbows, I increase my pace, groaning through my release.

Rolling off her, I turn my head, grinning as I scoop up some petals and sprinkle them over her face. Naomi giggles, brushing them away.

Sighing, she looks up at me, her fingers stroking over my cheekbone.

“I love you, too.”

She fucking better. Leaning down, I press a kiss to her lips.

“Good. Because these are all the flowers to last you a lifetime.” Seriously, I’m not a flowers and candles kind of guy.

“I’m okay with that.”

She better be. God, she’s so fucking perfect for me. I’ve wanted to say this for a while, but I wanted to make it special.

"I want you. I want forever. I just don't want God or the law involved. Is that okay?" I hold my breath, waiting for her reply. This is going to make or break my life. But then again, my Peaches is perfect for me.

"More than okay. I don't need them involved either. As long as you are."

"Oh, I'm all in Peaches. Forever."

"Then that's all I need to hear."

Grinning down at Naomi, bathed in candlelight, I rub my thumb over her claiming tattoo. The viper is wrapped around her left wrist, with its head resting on her ring finger where a wedding ring would sit. Laughing, Naomi lightly runs her fingertips over the peach tattoo on my left ring finger. Yeah. Perfect.

The End.

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