The Touch Of Fire🍂

Chapter ~ 6

Manisha's POV

Abhishek wore his gloves and cracked his neck, flexing the tendons before he faced the brunette and his dad began the fight. I couldn't draw my eyes away from him as he kept light on his feet, strengthening his stance as his opponent aimed punches. Punches he so effortlessly ducked and dodged. My eyes scanned every feature of him. Every muscle, every vein, even the trickle of sweat that trailed down his chest, I studied and gulped at the way his abs flexed when he went in for a punch and hit the guy straight across the cheek. The other guy staggered back and punched him straight in the gut. I finched.

"Don't worry. Abhi's got this in the bag" I looked at him as if he had lost his head, but I knew that abhishek was twice the size of this kid.

He was thriving with confidence, burning in his own virile, resolute to the core as his biceps tensed and the veins popped our of his thrumming skin, striking his final punches till his poor opponent was on the floor. That was the hottest thing I'd ever seen in my life. He helped his opponent off the ground in good sportsmanship as his dad declared him the winner.

I was still frozen at what had just witnessed. I watched as he jumped out of the ring and landed by his dad's side. His eyes caught mine as he got closer and stopped.

"What the... "He was lost for words.

"What are you doing here?" his eyes were wide in shock.

Why was he keeping all of this a secret? If girls got one look at him shirtless, they would be floundering over him.

"I..I'm here for you to tutor me." I gestured to the books in my arms he looked at them and rolled his eyes

"I don't do Fridays." Was all he said before departing. I didn't waste time in chasing after him into, what I assumed was, the men's' locker room.

"What...what just happened out there?" I blurted in an attempt to get his attention.

"What... you... How?"

"None of your business. That was exactly what I told you the first time you asked." He snapped back and grabbed a bottle of water from his bag

"Abhi you're ripped!" I suddenly burst. He turned to look at me now.

"You want taara to take interest in you. Literally take your shirt off in front of her and she fucking will" I watched as he narrowed his eyes at me and crossed his arms.

"You really think I do this to be hot miss manisha?" He asked sarcastically

"People can take interest in my body any day of the week. People do it all the time to any gender they want. People focus on bodies too much." He said seriously but I couldn't get what he was trying to say.

"They can think you're hot. They can admire what they see, but I want someone to admire what they know. I want someone to get to know me and fall for me that way, I want someone to see my mind before they see my body but isn't it convenient that with it that way, no one even bats an eye in my direction."

"But I d...I mean..I get it." I answered and he turned away.

"Look, Abhi. I really need you to tutor me again."

"No." he replied.

"Why?!" I dermanded

Abhishek's POV

"Look, Abhi. I really need you to tutor me again." She requested me again

"No." I replied a bit harshly

"Why?!" She dermanded

Honestly I don't have any answer..I really don't know what's wrong with me..I just don't want her around me coz the more she came near me it will be more difficult for me to let her go away.

"Because you don't want to right.?!" She  asked

"There's no point." I shrugged.

I took a sip of water and her eyes trailed the droplets that fell onto my chest and dribbled down my perfectly sculpted torso. At that moment I just wanted to grab her neck and kiss her. But no abhi.. focus..you can't do this..!

"There is a point." She rushed over.

"It doesn't matter. I've already told you" I told her again.

"Je suis désolé" she exclaimed.

"Erm.. JJe suisdésolé e-etj'a"

"Where did you-"

"The... The Cold War ended In January 2nd - no! January 1st, 1991. Wait, I missed one. Which one did I Miss?

"You read?"

"No! No! I Ione!sec! Comeon! I spent all morning searching for these answers, gluing them to my brain." She smiles innocently

I stalked towards her and cupped her face between my hands, mashing her lips to mine. She staggered back and dropped her books at the rough contact but ultimately meltedin as I took my breath away by running my tongue along the seal of her lips, parting them, nudging my tongue against her. She opened her mouth fully and let me explore. My tongue delved into every corner of her mouth, exploring and seeking her taste as my hands gently cupped her face, thumbs stroking her cheeks, fingers entangling into the dark locks of my hair. The caressing of my tongue against her caused her to moan, and I pulled away after realising what I was doing.

"You wouldn't shut up." I whispered, still stroking my face with her thumbs. Her hands were warm, in fact, her whole aura radiated heat as I came so close to her embrace.

"I need you.." she whispered back.

"Say please." I looked down to meet her brown gaze.