Cute Love Drawings For Your Girlfriend Novels & Stories

52 reasons i love you". Each card had something she loved about him. "And somewhere in that deck are love coupons." She smiled. "Ooh tell me more." He grinned. "They include hot oral sex, hot car sex, picnic sex, fantasy of your choosing, and 1 get out of jail free card! So, whenever you want to use one, you just give it to me, no questions asked. And I have 2 more gifts." She replied. She handed him a small box that contained a set of sapphire blue cufflinks. "Wow! Stunning and my favorite color! So where's my other gift?" He asked.

“I missed you too, sweetheart,” He kissed her on the forehead, the familiar warmth of her skin almost undoing him completely. Tessa grabbed his hand, tugging at it with excitement. “Come look! I made something.” Kris let her pull him across the room, each step feeling like a lead weight. She led him to the floor where a pencil drawing lay on a sheet of paper. Kris sat down beside her, feeling numb as he looked at the drawing. It was simple—just three stick people. A man, a woman, and a little girl in between them holding both of their hands.

Love. “Oh my God, let me see!” Laura squeaked, shamelessly pulling it close to her face. She read it, and her jaw hit the floor. She let out a high-pitched, suppressed squeal, grabbing my shoulder and shaking me. “Jasmine! Love, Sebastian? With a heart?! Look at the heart! He literally drew a heart! How is a multi-billion-dollar boss this incredibly cute? Look at how clean the drawing is!” I covered my face with my hands, my cheeks burning so hot I was sure they were glowing.

"Thanks." My heart speeds up. His shyness. It's remembering me of someone. No. I shake my head. "You okay?" He softly asks. "Yeah...I'm fine.So, why did you choose them as your drawing theme?" I raise an eyebrow. "They looked happy and beautiful." I glance at them. They are giggling. "What about your girlfriend?" "I don't have any," he shrugs. "Anyway, do you know my friends, too?" "I Googled them, too." He gives me an innocent smile.

I rest my head against his chest, listening to the rapid thump of his heartbeat as I stroke my fingers along his tight ab muscles. “That was…” “Unexpected?” I breathe, a giggle bubbling up my throat. I push up on his chest, gazing down into his eyes. “So I get to keep the drawing?” He chuckles, yanking me closer until my lips crash into his. He claims my mouth in a filthy hot kiss that makes my toes curl. “I’ve got hundreds of sketches, y’know,” he murmurs against my lips, and I can feel his own tighten in a grin. “You can have as many as you want if you always pay so… generously.”

I slowly started to raise my head up to look into his blue ocean eyes, damnit! "I... I don't think your idea..." I started saying but he approached me, narrowing his eyes when he noticed my stupid drawing. "Looks like someone got a talent" he smirked holding my notebook to take a closer look. He narrowed his eyes again trying to figure out who the guy was, he was curious, he glanced at me, smirking, GOD!! I think he knows it's him. "I think someone is falling in love" he said, closing my notebook, starts to walk away from me holding my notebook, thank god my drawing skills suck!! Eventually he didn't know he was the one I was drawing.

"See? That's you with the crown because you're a princess. And that's Dad. And that's me and Karin." "We're all smiling," Karin added. "Because we're happy. Because we're together." My throat tightened. "I made another one too." Carl produced a second paper. "This one has wolves. See? That's your wolf. The silver one. It's the prettiest." I looked at the drawings. At the love poured into every crooked line and misshapen figure. My children had seen me upset. Had noticed my frustration and exhaustion. And their solution was to make me pictures.

It's nice to know that I affect her this much. "Yes, I do," she says softly. Her eyes are close as I pinch her nipples with my finger. I wouldn't mind drawing this image staring back at me through the mirror. Heck, I would love to draw it. The lines would have to be thick around her eyes to do justice to the depth in them and then they would be light and softer when I'm drawing her curves. I would also have to capture the exact look on Celestine's face; a mixture of pleasure and...love? I push those thoughts out of my head, not wanting to ruin the moment by saying something stupid and needy like, 'Celestine, do you love me?'

A tiny smile is tingling on her lips. My heart squeezes. Man, my girlfriend is pretty.

Without the girl knowing her boyfriend is laughing at the ridiculous behavior of his girlfriend through his cellphone screen. "You're really cute, always complaining when you're tired but I love you, Darling."