Abhishree POV

I was sitting close to him and Only I knew how my heartbeats were racing when I was tracing the fingers on his bare shoulder. It was like feathering a lion lightly with his consent but somehow the fear of twisting the tables exciting me. His body had much more weight and power than me and those tiny baby hairs on the skin were something looking beautiful under the lamp lights. The slight dark shade of his skin revealing how he burned himself in the heat of the sun and ...