Cute Paintings For Your Boyfriend Novels & Stories

He explains. He comes closer to me and tells me to have a look at the picture he had just taken. When I do, I look up at him in surprise. " You're really good." I say, feeling so impressed. " You're really beautiful." " That's so cliche, but you're my boyfriend, so I'll let it slide." I say, teasing him. He chuckles, heading back to his car. " Are we done now?" " Yep." " Wow, after all that fuss and it amounts to one simple picture." I mumble to myself.

“I’m glad I got a chance to meet you. This is one of the best days of my life. I’m Ciana La Suerte.” “I’m happy too. He came to me yesterday and told me about you. He showed me a picture and so I believed in him immediately.” At this point, I felt more grateful. My boyfriend’s effort means a lot to me and I've never felt this loved before. We talked with my sister like we already knew each other for so long. I didn’t know it’s fun to have a sister. She also loves art but she is more on drawings and sketches. Showing me some of her art, I noticed she loves art closely related with anime but in 3D.

I growl dominantly. Kaeden looks at me, shocked, but nods. I place a loving kiss on his lips and squeeze his butt, making him squeal and stare at me in horror. I go back to my bed and make him sit between my legs, that make him shiver as he settles against my semi-erect member. Hugging him, I place the frame in front of him on his lap, which he holds, and I unwrap it. My eyes widen as I feel a burst of emotions — unexplainable. Mesmerizing, beautiful, incredible, fuck it, all the positive emotions in one go. “Did you paint this?” I ask him as I trace the name “Kae-Ga” on the left-hand corner and he nods his head slightly. Cyro howls happily, >Our mate loves us< he says. I nod my head in agre

And as she turned to share her masterpiece with Adam, she couldn't help but smile, knowing that together they would conquer whatever challenges life threw their way, guided by the light of love and the power of creativity. “How do you find them?” She asked. Adam was lost in the paintings, admiring them. “They are fantastic. You have nailed it once again.” He said it with admiration in his eyes. “Really?” She asked, and not because she was not sure, but because she just wanted to hear him praise her, like he always did. “Really. They are beautiful. I love their portrayal. Describes our situation right now. And I bet this is your and your little Lyana,” he said, looking at the painting that ha

I said and he sat in front of me. "what work? Last time it was someone's biodata. Is it same?" he asked He is a smart man that's why I like him as my friend and brother in law. "yes but this time it's personal. I want you to find this girl and everything about her, "I said and handed him my phone " wow she is so beautiful, wait for a second, is it your painting? Oh my god my friend is in love, "He said dramatically " yes it is my painting I have to paint her and yes I think I love her, "I said with a smile her thought to make me smile

He asked pointing at them. I drawled close to him and gazed at the paintings. "That one." It was a drawing of a woman lying by the side of the bed and awaiting her lover. "I see you don't like all the dirty stuff, huh?" He teased. "I really don't know." I restricted myself from being an open book especially when I know he could implicate me. "That's fine. You like what you like. Sometimes it's hard for me to control what I feel. Too much passion so that's why I prefer the images showing me what I feel like doing."

His jaw clenched, then breathed noisily in frustration. “You’d proven your point yesterday and last night, Mr. Linton.” I stood up and circled to his side. “You’re hot when you’re annoyed and frustrated, don’t you know that?” I cupped his face and pressed my lips to his. I closed my eyes, sensing the softness and firmness of his talented lips. When I pulled back, his eyes still closed. “I like your tattoo, boyfriend.” He cracked his eyes open and looked away. “Not funny.”

As I glanced at the paintings again, I couldn’t help but smile. “You’re incredibly talented, Cassie. These are amazing, but…” She raised an eyebrow, teasingly. “But what?” “Your work isn’t complete without a painting of me too!” Cassie laughed, rolling her eyes. “Oh, I already have two.” She walked to her wardrobe, pulling out a large sketchbook and flipping through the pages. We settled on her bed, and I gasped as she turned the pages. There were sketches of me, Aiden, even one with all three of us together, laughing. The details were beautiful; she had a gift for capturing little moments in a way that made them feel real.

he said, turning to smile at me. “I love you too,” I replied. “Where is that coming from?” “I don’t know,” he shrugged. “I just felt the need to say it. Being here with you makes me so happy. And I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else in the world.” “You’re so freaking cute, babe,” I said, fighting the urge to go over and kiss him. “You’re the most perfect boyfriend ever.” “I know,” he smirked. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m trying to picture my girlfriend naked.”

He caught her and turned her to face the bed. A large portfolio lay open with some of the most beautiful paintings spread out before her. Everything from the mountains to the beach at sunset to a woman dancing in a bright red dress with long black hair and eyes that begged the man she watched to make love to her. "Wow," Bethany breathed out and moved closer to hover over the top of the bed. "Matt... these are incredible." She glanced up to find him nibbling on his thumb by the doorway. "Thanks. I taught myself to paint years ago. It's always been a passion of mine." He shrugged. "I did a one-off picture of Damon about three years ago, but I've never shown him."