"Husband, today you are not gonna dazzle me with your sexy body & we are not gonna end up in bed." I warned my sexy husband who had just emerged out from the washroom after his shower, draping a baby blue towel around his waist, still water dripping from his hair & rolling down his shoulders & over his chest. My husband... partially naked... wet body but looking smoking hot with a sexy smirk playing on his beautiful face... hmm... what a drool worthy sight... Madhu, you are a lucky bitch baby... I bite my lower lips & gaze ay him hungrily as he slowly strolled to the bed where I was sitting.

"We are not gonna end up in bed hun? But you are already sitting on the bed waiting for me, looking delicious. Oh & giving me that come-and-f**k-me look?" He asked me smirking.

"No. I'm not gonna fall for the panty bursting smile you give me, Mr. Rishab kundra" I said. He grinned widely & his eyes dancing with mischief.

"Breathe, Biwi" Rk said grazing his index finger on my cheek & roughly pulled my cheeks with his fingers & took my lips in his kissing me hungrily, his tongue swept inside my mouth & started dancing with mine. I kissed him back vigorously pulling him close to me by encircling my fingers though his wet hair. He pulled away & pecked the corner of my mouth & smirked at me. I often forget myself when my husband comes nearer to me. Even to breathe. He used to say "Breathe biwi but in the end leaves me breathless" 

"Go wear your night clothes & come" I ordered him pushing him away from me.

"Why?" he asked me raising his eye brow. "Anyway I am gonna take this towel too in minutes then why should I wear my night clothes?"

"No. today no sex. Got it?"

"What?" he asked shocked.

"You heard me"

"You sure? I will go wear my PJ's but promise me you wont tear it off & start kissing me, then I can't keep my hands off of you"

"Rk... you promised me so keep up with your word, first" I reminded him

"Oh come on Biwi. Give me one day extension to fulfill my promise. Tomorrow, please"

"No. How many more tomorrow's you will ask for, Rk? Tell me when I asked for this wish? Come on tell me?" I demanded him.

"Um... On our Suhaag Raat you said your wish & I promised to fulfill your wish but I didn't say when so it's up to me to decide the date to grant your wish."

"Just tell me when was it?" I asked him kneeling on our bed holding my hands on my hips.

"Two months & twenty two day ago you told me your wish to me & at the moment I was busily kissing you & was about to enter you & merge us..."

"Okay, enough. I don't want further details. So you took that long to satisfy my one simple wish?" I accused him.

"Madhu..."

"Will you show me or not?" I asked him. He sighed in defeat

"Then go sleep on the couch" I pointed to the couch. I wanted to laugh at his horrified expression but I controlled.

"Nothing doing. Either you show me or go sleep in couch. I will put a sex ban of the next two months & twenty two day, okay?"

"That's cruel"

"Yeah, I know"

"Madhu, I'm telling you, you won't feel comfortable sleeping on the couch, your back will ache so think again"

"Oh hello, Mister, I am not sleeping with you on the couch & don't dream on like I'll come crawling to you to make love okay?"

"I'm not dreaming because I know that's what will happen. I know my biwi is a nymphomaniac" he laughed.

"Are you laughing at me? At me Mr. Kundra" I asked him glaring angrily but I was not angry at all.

"Of course Mrs. Kundra & what are you going to do about that?" he stifled his laughter & it made me pissed.

"Rk, please. Just show me nah, please" I pleaded him. He sighed heavily & rubbed his forehead.

"Okay come" he offered his hand & I took it & followed him to the room upstairs.

"Open fast" I urged him. He gave me a look clearly asking me to control my excitement. But I was beyond thrilled. I had never been into this room. It was his private world, which I wanted to see now. I was waiting for this day for so long. Finally he opened the door & let me in to walk first. I entered the dark room & from behind he switched on the lights & my mouth fell to the floor.

"OMG!" I could utter only those words. I was shell shocked seeing the room full of paintings. Painting of mine, mostly. I fell in love with my husband for his extraordinary talent to give life to ordinary characters with his excellent painting skill. Yeah, he was a fine artist. I had seen all his landscape paintings, portraits, abstracts, all sort of paintings but first time I was seeing his paintings on me & that was the reason why he kept it a secret, that was the reason for forbidding me to enter this room. But why? To surprise me on any special day?

I walked into the room to see all the paintings in close angle.

"This..." I turned to him in surprise.

"Yes. That was the first time I saw you" he grinned. The painting goes like this...an angel, yeah it was not me but an angel though she looked like me, dancing in a water falls. I remember going to Hogenakkal falls with my friends a year back on college trip. So he was there too but he never told me about that. Why?

"I was on the other side of the falls, sitting on a rock & I was sketching the beauty of the falls but my eyes caught something more beautiful & that was you. You looked like an angel." he answered me without me asking him then he nuzzled the back of my nape, resting his hands on my hips & pulling me closer to his hard chest. I ease myself out of his hold & moved to the next canvas painting. I was sitting on one compound wall with my friends. Oh god! That was my college back gate compound wall were we used to halt bunking the classes, munching something & teasing the passerby. That was fun.

"So you were stalking me? But how do you know in which college I studied?" I asked him confused but he was busy kissing my shoulder blade.

"RK, answer me?" I shrugged him off.

"You are so dumb, Biwi. I said I met you first when you came to hogenakkal on your college trip & I saw you boarding your college bus & your college name was written on the sides of the bus." he said & kissed my head.

"Okay, if I was not from Mumbai, the same city you belong, would you have chased me?"

"Of course I would. You know, I fell in love with you at first sight... so I would have chased you wherever you were, till I find you and make you fall in love with me"

"What if I had a boyfriend or what If I was married already?"

"I would have killed your boyfriend or husband & abducted you & kept you with me forcefully forever but eventually I would have made you love me." he said evilly.

"What?" I shrieked.

"Chill biwi, no such thing happened right?"

"You would kill someone for me?"

"If someone try to take you away from me then I would" yeah, I know he would because he's one possessive obsessive Overprotective husband but I love him so much.

"Ah! This one. I remember this." I smiled at him seeing the next painting.

"Our first meet." He said near my ears.

"In your art gallery opening. Omg! Rk... Thats the day I fell in love with your paintings"

"And not with me?" He asked & turned me to look at him.

"Aww... If I didnt love the person who painted those marvellous painting would I have come running to you & kissed your hand on that day?" I asked him & pecked on his lips. He grinned widely in happiness.

"Yes. You did. But tell me frankly. You love me more or my paintings?" He asked me.

"You. I love you more. Because you are giving life to all thr paintings. So obviously I love my darling husband who has the most imaginative eyes & magic in his hands... You see things but present them even better in your paintings than the real image." I said blushing because he had painted me more beautiful.

"But you look beautiful & stunning in real than in my paintings. I could never bring perfection to your paintings because your are one flawless creation by God, Madhu. I love you" he kissed & sucked my lips, his hand riping my saree pallu on my shoulder & droping it down on the floor.

"I love you too, Rishab" I whispered against our lips & kissed him again.

Next one was a painting of a coffee shop & two lovers sipping coffee.

"Our first date" Rk said.

"Yeah. I still am surprised I asked you for a coffee date instead of you asking me" yeah I asked him boldly if he could come with me for a coffee on the gallery function itself, that too on our first meet. He readily agreed & the next day we went for a coffee date.

"You were so smitten for me so you asked me for a date without any shame. but I cant blame you though... All works of my charm" he teased me.

"Oh please. I just wanted to talk to the great artist & learn some painting." I lied.

"Oh really?"

"Of course. & thats why i came to your house to attend painting classes. But you are a cheat. Till date you didnt teach me even how to hold a brush" i hit him on his chest playfully.

"See, who is saying that? Look at the next painting, darling"

"Oh no" i hugged him covering my face on his chest while he laughed hard.

"Stop it, Rishab" i chided him.

"I still cant believe madhu. I thought I will be the one to propose you first but you took me by surprise by going on your knees on the very first day you came to attend art class at my house. I thought you were taking the brush I dropped on floor when u went on your knees but u suddenly said 'I love you, Master' God. You could have said 'I love you Rishab' instead of Master" he laughed again & i giggled hiding my face still in his chest & he wrapped her arms around me & he started unhooking my blouse hooks.

"But that wasn't a bad proposal i guess" I said.

"Of course not. Especially what we did after your proposal made your proposal perfect." He said grinning salaciously. I turned completely pink. When i proposed him, he kept on staring me for few minutes till my knees ache & i felt bad for taking that step so soon, i should have waited till i know his feelings or given time till our relationship strenghts. But i was worried if i take too long then some other girl might snatch my darling from me. Though We just came to know each other but what to do? You can't resist someone like my husband. My husband, my melting caramel. I licked my lips hungry for him. I looked up & he was looking at me, his eyes dark & desire palpable in his expression. I stood on my toes & claimed his lips & we kissed with passion, this was what we did when i proposed him too. He didnt reply me back but made me stand & kissed me hard. My first ever kiss... Kissed by the first ever man i fell in love with.

"Oh baby. I love this painting the most" i hugged him side ways looking at the painting. I dont know why but i had tears rolling down my cheeks. It was our wedding painting. We both look so perfect in it, looking at each others eyes, my Rishab cupping my face with one hand & his thumb touching my pearl like tear drop while his other hand were on my forehead. Yeah i remember the moment. Rk placing sindoor on my forehead marking me as his for eternity & i was overwhelmed with joy & i had happy tears then & now too. We both were orphans so we dont have any restrictions from our families for our marriage. Perks of being orphans. you can decide your life on your own . Soon we proposed each other we decided to get married as we dont want to wait to become one.

"But i love this painting the most" Rk whispered huskily & i turned to see which painting he was referring & my eyes popped out & my jaw dropped down. I cant believe he had painted our fight night, our hot streamy romance. Well it was not vulgar or anything. It was a painting of bright oil color & that was fading out what we were actually doing. He must have done it purposefully. No naked eye can find out we were naked in the painting.

"I never knew you do figure paintings, Rk" i asked but i didnt look at him. I dont know why i m feeling ridiculously shy.

"This is my one & only figure painting. I never had any nude models & painted them. Thats kind of oppressing women. I dont like that." He said genuinely.

"And this?" I asked him. He had painted us both nudely... Well not exactly, we were entangled in each others body & he had the knack to make it sensuous yet decent & romantic.

"This is love, baby" he whispered & kissed my head just above my ears.

"Oh god! Rishab you are unbelievable. You have painted everything. Me cooking in kitchen... Me feeding you... Me tying your tie... Me sitting on your lap & watching tv... Me...me...me... You are over the top u know. I know people taking photos of their loved one without them knowing it but you... You have painted everying." I said smiling happily seeing the way how much he loved me & how much he had noticed me.

"My eyes are my camera, baby... This is what i know & this is what i do. I cant take my eyes off from real beauty. You are one. You are an epitome of beauty. And you are all mine." He said lovingly.

"You are mine" i repeated his words & kissed him.

Then i kept looking at each & every paintings. All were classy, stunning, beautiful & so realistic. By the time i complete looking at all the wonderful paintings in the room, i realized one thing. I was nude. My sexy husband was working on his way without even letting me know.

"You look WOW!!" He said. I felt little shy to stand naked infront of him alone... I need company so i pulled his towel without any preamble & threw it away minding not to disturb any of the paintings.

"You are naughty Mrs.Kundra" he admonished me though mischief playing in his eyes.

"Yes. I am. What you are gonna do about it Mr. Kundra?" I asked him boldly taking a step towards him.

"You know what I am gonna do, dont you?" He asked me smirking.

"Painting. That's what you do right? Well, teach me how to paint" i said with a sexy smile. I love teasing him & making him wait. I pulled the canvas stand with all painting materials ready. He must have kept it ready to paint something i did today i guess. That thought made me grin like a loon.

"Madhu... Baby... I will teach u later. Not now" he hugged me from behind. His tongue licking my collar bone & his hands palming my beast, teasing my nipples.

"No. Just one painting. Lets do together. Please." I asked him sweetly.

"Madhu..." He whined.

"Husband, I know you are a wish granting factory so please grant my this wish too. Please love" i asked him with my puppy eyes & nibbled his lips while his hands travelled all over my soft skin. He cupped my ass & pushed it harder till it hit his erection. Doh! He was trying to distract me with sex. But i wanted to paint with him. Something special & memorable.

"Rishab..." I pushed him gently. "Lets paint. Be professional" i hit the right spot. He was a professionlist so he will agree to my demand. I patted my shoulder mentally for my brilliance.

"Yes Madame" he agreed. I grinned wide & pulled his cheeks & muttered my thanks.

"But one condition"

"What?" I asked.

"I want your help" he said.

"Of course we are gonna paint together"

"Good" he pecked my lip & said "i m going to try something with you"

"What?" I asked curiously.

"Body painting" he winked at me. Now i got his game.

"I want your body & we will paint on it" he clarified.

"What" i shrieked in horror.

"Come on baby. You wanted to paint & i wanted you. So its a win win situation"

"You are not playing fair"

"All is fair in love & lust biwi" he said huskily then took red color paint on his hand.

"No, Rk" i took a step back but only to hit on the wall. He pinned me with his body.

"Please, biwi" he said & licked my ear lobe sending shivers down my spine. I felt desire blooming deep in my stomach. I wanted my man to make love to me. Okay. I will let him paint & we will make love or do whatever he wants. Because i was his & he was mine.

"I surrender" I whispered & he poured the red paint over my shoulder & the paint made its way down my body. Rk turned me & from back he slipped his hands & spreaded the paint over my breast, my stomach, my tummy... I felt cold & hot & bothered with his touch. He pulled my nipple arosing me. He kept kissing me from the back while i tilted my head to give him free access to kiss me. I was so lost with his touch, i had my eyes closed as i was taken to heaven with pleasure. He was doing things to me which was unexplainable but i can say it was pure bliss. I dont even know what he was doing with my hand. He was using my hand as brush & painting something which i dont know yet. I let him ride me. I dont want to stop him painting on my body. This was a strange experience for both of us but felt great.

"We are done with painting. But i m not done with making love to u" he whispered & my eyes flung open. I looked down at my stomach because that was the place he was painting for long using different shades of oil colors. But i couldnt make out what was it from the angle i was seeing. So he took me to the full size mirror in the room. He use mirrors to see the beauty of his paintings.

"Oh my..." That was the least i could utter & i started crying covering my mouth with my paint filled hands.

"We are pregnant" Rishab whispered lovingly placing his hands on either side of my shoulder. "Today doctor called & told me that all your reports came positive & we are having a baby. I thought I would show my special room after painting all your pregnancy phase & after painting our baby. But you were so impatient to wait... Finally I brought you here & showed my little world" he said & kissed my head. I was still looking at the mirror. He had painted a womb in which a baby was sitting with its eyes closed. Our baby. I gently caress the baby. Not on my tummy but on the mirror. I was having happy tears. It was indeed a special & memorable painting.

"Omg, Rishab... I love you ... I love you... I love you so much. Omg! We are pregnant. A baby? Our baby? Our love is growing inside me? I cant believe you have visioned how our baby will be & you have painted it on my tummy. I m so happy." I said looking at him through the mirror with tears of happiness streaming down.

"I love you too, biwi. Thanks for giving this precious gift"

"You gave me this gift. It's you I am carrying in my womb. Mini you. My little Rk. I will love you both with my heart & soul" i whispered still gazing at the mirror, at our baby.

"I will be more happy if its a mini Madhu but I don't mind mini Rk too because I wont leave you till you give me my baby girl" he smiled.

"I would love to carry your children. I would love to give my life for you & for our children. I love you"

"You made me the happiest man, today. I love you, sweetheart" he said & kissed my cheek.

"Rishab, you are a genius. You create wonders with your paintings." she gushed."OMG! You just do some miracle & bring only happiness to me. I am so happy... Oh my gosh! This is one of the most extraordinarily outrageously beautiful paintings of yours. It's your master piece" I said smiling.

"Yes! It's my best 'PAINTING OF LOVE', baby" he whispered & we both kissed sharing our joy of becoming parents soon.

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