ONE SHOTS

Take a seat.

I've been home for a week now although I rest and spend as much time as I can with Calliope and the guys I really need to do something.
I have so many ideas, so many words that need to be turned into lyrics otherwise my head will explode.
Here I am again, at 2 am sitting on my desk and working on my laptop when I think I hear someone knocking three times at the door, when the song finishes.
"Come in," I say maybe a bit too loud because my noise canceling headphones are on my head.
I turn around,  take them off and smile at the woman that made me find myself although I didn't know I was lost.
"What are you doing?"
"Working, you okay?"
"Yeah, sure. Can I sit with you?"
"Of course, grab the ch-" Before I could finish the sentence she sits on my lap, wraps her arms around me and rests her head on my chest. I close my arms around her and hold her as close as possible.
"I missed you," she murmurs,
"I missed you," l reply and place a soft kiss on her hair.
We've been apart for a year and not a single day passes without her saying how much she missed me while she wraps herself around me like a baby koala.
"You asked to sit with me, not on me." I point out while I run my hand up and down her spine. I feel her chuckle. She lifts her head, rests her chin on my chest and looks up at me with her big brown eyes.
"Well," she shrugs, "I changed my mind, I will be quiet, I promise." She gives me an innocent smile and I smile back at her.
She brings her left hand up and pokes into my dimple.
"Hmm, those dimples make you way too cute, I really-"
"Love them, I know. You say that everytime, it really makes me think that you like me only for my looks." I say with a sad voice and pout my lips for a better effect.
"Oh, no it's not for that." She caresses my cheek and places a soft kiss on my lips.
"I like you for your money." Her eyebrows dance up to her hairline and it's not until I want to smack her ass for that cocky response that I realize she is naked under the hoodie. My hoodie.
I smack her ass and give it a nice hard squeeze.
"What's with that attitude Ms. Harris? And why are you naked?"
"Because I just took a shower, the kids left and I couldn't give you attitude for a whole year, I need to let it out."
I shake my head and roll us back to the desk again.
"I need 20 minutes to finish this, can you behave as  long as I need to focus?"
"Sure Mr. Khan, as you wish." She whispers in my neck, puts my headphones back on and rests her head against my chest again.
I press play and as soon as the music starts to control my heartbeat I feel hers syncing with mine. Her breath goes steady and after a while her hand snakes up neck, chin resting on my chest, her index finger trails over my veins and when my body responds with goosebumps she smiles a soft smile and places three soft and fast kisses on my jawline. I adjust my sitting position and she looks up at me as she slowly starts grinding until she gets what she wants. My cock. Hard.
At least that's what I think is what she wants.
She pulls the headphones of my right ear.
"Would you mind, if I pull your shorts up, Mr. Khan.
I want to ride this thick, muscular  thigh."

FUCK !

"Go for it." I reply. She moves my shorts up, climbs on my right thigh. Feeling her warm, soft, wet pussy on my bare thigh makes me want to clean that table in one swipe and fuck her senseless like I haven't done since I came back.
"I guess that means your period is over?"
"Mhmm," she hums.
"I promised to be quiet, not to sit quietly, continue your work, Mr.Khan."
I grab her by the neck and bring my lips to her ear.
"Make yourself feel good, Calliope. Leave a mess on me."
She supports herself by holding onto my neck and starts moving her hips back and forth in a steady rhythm.
I feel her folds rubbing on my thigh, her wetness increases with every move and her head rests on my shoulder. She's trying hard to be quiet. She bites into my shirt, muffing the moans.
As much as I want to finish this, so I can spent the next days with her and only her as much I want to lean back, to watch her riding me, to look at her needy face and listen to her fucking moans.
Her head falls back, her mouth parts as she clamps harder around my thigh.
I focus on my work again and turn the noise canceling feature off before I turn the volume down.
Her heavy breathing intensifies as her head falls against my shoulder.
I lower my head close to her ear.
"Keep going, keep making yourself feel good. You're doing so well, baby."
She bites into my shoulder,  she can't keep quiet any longer, especially not when I talk her through it. My voice is her weakness.
"Let me hear you. Make these sweet, sweet noises of satisfaction for me." I grab her ass and she breaks the silence with a deep moan.
Watching her makes me hard.
My cock pressing against my shorts.
I adjust the chair, the backrest moves further, bringing both of us into a more comfortable position.
I rub my cock over my shorts she notices, of course she does.
"I told you I want to watch next time. Please, Mr.Khan, let me watch."
My jaw clenches, my gaze fixes hers.
I reach into my shorts, she helps me by pulling the waistband of the shorts.
She bites into her lower lip once she sees my hand closing around my hard cock.
I start stroking, leaning back, eyes closed.
I won't last long, I haven't touched myself in a while not to mention how long she hasn't touched me.
Her humping intensifies, her moans get shorter and uncontrollable.
I don't know if I want to finish off with her or I just want to enjoy her watching me jerking off.
"Koa-ah" she breathes, no she begs and that's all I need to make a decision.
I grab her by the throat and she smiles immediately, this woman will be downfall.
I pull her close, and rest my forehead against hers.
Forcing her to look at me.
"Gosh, you're gonna make me come so fucking hard, fuck. Wearing my hoodie and riding my thigh, making, mhmm, all these sweet noises."
I can't control myself any longer, I cup her chin and turn her head so she can watch me come.
Her nails dig into my chest as she clamps harder around my thigh, I fist her hair and lean back into the chair as my cum drips down my hand and try to catch my breath as she rides out the orgasm that shook through her body seconds ago.