Thakur's Hidden Desire | 18+

70. Her Favourite Scene 🌶️

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Inayat POV

"Jai!"

I muttered, gawking at the walls that were undoubtedly painted by him. The scenes! I know them. I've read them a hundred times because I love them, and I had no idea that they could be painted so well.

"You....you did it...!"

I mumbled, my voice quivering as my gaze ran around to analyze nearly 10-12 intimate, wild and passionate scenes painted on the walls - all by my husband.

"This was the reason you used to leave for work early..."

I whispered to myself, my head rotating all over, my eyes sparkling and running from here to there like a firefly lost in the forest.

"How could I be so lucky? I think I would get my own evil eye."

I mumbled in a low voice, as if I was getting lost in the ocean of his love, not knowing how to surf or float in that, nor did I want to do that anymore. Drowning in this ocean would be the best for me now, with no escape to run anywhere.

"Shhhh! Don't say all this today. You love roleplays, right?"

He asked me, striding to me, and cupping my cheeks dominantly, lifting my face a little up. My eyes landed on his darkened orbs, his aura enough for me to succumb to him.

"Choose! Any of them.."

He groaned, and my gaze fell on the painting where the male lead was wearing a mask while taking his partner roughly.

"And we'll......" I sibilated, sucking on my lower lip.

"We'll do it!" He whispered in a heavy voice, his face drawing closer to mine gradually. With every breath I was inhaling, his natural scent was invading my nostrils, intoxicating me shamelessly.

"Ummm....I don't want to copy any of them exactly. I want to create something of my own."

I asserted, unbuttoning his shirt teasingly. I was stealing glances of him after opening every button till I undid four of them.

"Smart! Now tell me what do you want, my Princess?"

He enquired, with utmost respect, but the hoarseness of his voice revealed how impatient he was getting for me.

"Umm... people call you 'wolf' so wear a wolf mask, and take me roughly, tying my wrists and covering my eyes."

I demanded, finally adjusting my face in the crook of his neck, slurping over the skin of his neck - kissing, sucking and nibbling his tender neck, leaving love marks there.

"Quite kinky, hm?"

He grunted, grabbing my waist tightly and pulling me towards him.

"Yes! Afterall I'm your wife."

I replied, lifting up my head and kissing his cheek.

"Let me order this. It will arrive here soon. Go and freshen up till then."

He told me, and kissed me back. I smiled at him.

"As you command, my shauhar."

I muttered, and he smirked. I came out of the room, and went into the washroom to freshen up. It took me some minutes to come out, and as I came out, I gaped at him with astonishment.