The Perfect Sin

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"I'm going to kiss you until you wake up." Renzo's gruff voice murmurs against my ear, his stubble tickling my skin.

"I'm not talking to you." I mumble as I turn over, facing away from him.

He releases a breathy laugh and places a hand on my shoulder, pulling me back with such force that I'm no match for his strength. My eyes open and land on Renzo's face as he looks down at me.

"I love you." He says.

"Mhm," I mumble as I try to roll back over again but this time he grabs hold of my arm and pulls me on top of him, wrapping his an arm around my waist, the other on the back of my neck, holding me against him.

"Say it back." He instructs.

I shake my head, trying to conceal my smile. "Can't say what I don't mean."

His lips part and his eyes flick between mine, darkening a little. "Is that so?"

"Yep."

He takes me off guard when he throws me down onto the bed and straddles me, his hand gripping onto my throat and squeezing slightly. My eyes widen and I stare up at him, realising what he's doing.

"You don't love me?" He taunts, his hold on my neck tightening more. His free hand moves down my stomach, to the inside of my thigh as he teases me.

I manage to release a small laugh, wetting my lips with my tongue. His eyes dart down to watch, his brows pulling together. "Harder." I tell him and he moves his head back slightly, as if he's unsure if he heard me correctly.

"What?"

I stare up at him, wetting my lips again. "You heard me."

He looks at his hand which is still wrapped around my throat and shakes his head, laughing to himself. "Little devil." He murmurs.

Suddenly he squeezes my throat harder, his pupils dilating heavily. The sensation is scary; feeling as if you can barely breathe, but I trust him.. and I kind of like it. I like that he likes it too.

"My naughty girl, mhm?" He says quietly as he gives me one more squeeze before removing his hand. He leans back and watches as I try to catch my breath.

He moves off me and lays back down beside me, staring up at the ceiling. I turn onto my side and watch him, admiring his features. "I love you." I whisper. "More than anything."

The corner of his mouth lifts slightly as he smiles, his attention still remaining on the ceiling. "I know."

"I'm still not happy about the stunt you and Leandro pulled with the pool last night though." I mumble.

"I know."

"It ruined my hair, my makeup and my dress." I tell him.

"I know."

"It wasn't very nice." I add and he smirks.

"You got me back for it though, didn't you?" He says as he turns his head to the side, his eyes meeting mine.

You bet your ass I did.