Kaffara

Chapter 9

Next morning
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Sitara had woken up late due to the exhaustion from the day prior. Tayi and Kiran were out for shopping and Taya was at the shop as usual. And zohaib was out to run some errands. Sitara didn't have much to do so she stayed back home. She had already spoken to salar earlier he was busy too. So sitara decided to study as her exams were close. Little did she know that salar wasn't busy but said that to come meet her and surprise her.

Sitara was still in her pajamas drinking her coffee while studying. There wasn't much to eat at house just the korma and biryani from yesterday. She didn't want to eat that so she thought of making herself something as she took out the flour to knead it and make a dough out of it she heard the bell of the house ring. She grabbed her duppata and wore it and walked towards the main gate "kon?" She asked but there was no reply from the other side

She opened the door and saw salar standing there with a bouquet in his hands. Sitara immediately smiled seeing him. 'Aap busy thy na?" Sitara said while making way for him to enter. "Tumahre liye busy hosakta hun" Salar said While handing the bouquet to her and entering.  Sitara smiled "pyara hai?" Salar asked gesturing to the bouquet. Sitaras gaze didn't flicker from him as she replied "bohat"

Salar smiled seeing her. "Kiya Karahi thi?.

"Kuch nahi bus nashta bana rahi thi apne liye" She said as they walked in inside

"Tumne abhi tak nashta nahi kiya?"

"Late uthi hun na is liye. Chalein meri madad karein." She said while waking towards the kitchen

She grabbed the bowl in which had the flour and started mixing water into it meanwhile salar just sat on the counter watching her.

"Madad karne ko kahan tha.beht kr dekhene ko nahi" Sitara remarked whilst still mixing the flour with water. Salar walked over to her back hugging her and placing his hands on top of hers "ab theek hai?". Sitaras eyes widened but she tried staying normal."Han aise madad karenge ap?" She asked trying to act nonchalant. "Kyun? Tumne hi toh Kahan madad karo ab mujhy rotiyan toh banani ati nahi hai. Aise seekh loonga" He said while further pushing her to himself and nuzzling onto her neck. Sitara was blushing "mujhy nhi sikhana"

"Lekin mujhy seekna hai" He replied not showing any signs of backing down

Sitara continued kneeding the dough the fact that he was so close to her was making it difficult for her to focus and how he was breathing against her neck didn't help either. She was almost done with the dough as she took some oil to smoothen the dough.

"Hogaya?" Salar asked

"Han bus abhi isse thori der wise hi Rakna hai"

"Kitni der?"

"10-15 minutes"

"Acha?" He backed away from her a little bit so she could turn as she turned he kissed her pinning her to the cabinet. Sitara kissed him back. As she wrapped her hands around his neck he made her sit on the counter top while kissing her making. The kiss lasted a few minutes before they broke it to breath. He kissed her again as not getting enough of her. He made sure to taste every corner if her mouth when he broke the kiss. She pulled him for another signalling she wants him to continue as he moved from her lips to her jaw and then to her neck. His grip tighenyed on her thighs. Even though she was his he couldn't get enough of her.

After few minutes. As they pulled away sitara noticed the dough she had completely forgot about it she got off the counter top to check on the dough it looked okay. Meanwhile salar just started at her she was still blushing trying to avoid his gaze.

Salar leaned onto the countertop next to her staring at her as she rolled the flat breads and tossed them on the pan. "Ap khaeinge?" Sitara asked him her focus still at the pan.