Collision Course

“What do you mean you met Ed Sheeran?” Grif asked over the phone. Allie had put it on speaker phone while she was in the bathroom getting ready for bed. We had stopped by her apartment after dinner. No shock to us, Meg was not there when we arrived. Allie had gathered up some clothes and her toiletries so that she could start her moving into my apartment. Our apartment.

“I mean he came to dinner.” Allie gurgled with her toothbrush in her mouth.

“So you are telling me you met, let shook his hand, or like had a conversation?” He inquired.

“Well let’s see. He is best friend with one of Liam’s band mates, so I had an actual conversation. We sat and talked during dinner. And it looks like we will be spending more time together since he is now opening up for Liam and his band on the tour.” She said.

“Tour, you never said anything about a tour, Allie.” Grif said.

“Are you at a computer?” She asked.

“Yepp.”

“Alright, look up One Direction.” She had moved into the bedroom at this point and got into bed next to me wearing a baggy tee-shirt. “Maybe then you will understand.”

“It looks like there are a bunch of fan girls out there. But I see the tour, no opening act announced yet.” He said.

“That is because it is not public knowledge yet.” Allie said, shaking her head and giggling at his comments.

“Grif, mate, Ed is a god friend of ours. He is going to be opening for us. Maybe we will get you and Caitlin out to one of our concerts when we head state side.” I said, taking advantage of the fact she had him on speakerphone.

“That would be awesome, I mean it would be nice to meet you and all that. But Ed Sheeran puts on such a great concert.” Grif said, obviously more excited about the fact of possibly meeting one of his favorite musicians.

“We will plan something.” I said. “But look, I think we are going to head out. It is late and Allie is yawning up a storm over here.”

“Yeah, Grif. I’ll talk to you tomorrow. Say hi to Cait for me.” Allie said before blowing a few kisses into the receiver. “Bye.”

She gently put the phone down on the side table before turning her whole body to face me. “Well that went better then expected.” She said.

“What? The phone call with your brother, or the dinner?” I asked.

“Dinner.” She smiled.

“Remarkably well, all things considering.” I replied. “Hey, do you think Meg and Harry are okay?” I asked.’

“I think Meg has been vying to get into his pants for months, to be his arm candy for even longer. I think they are just fine. You can even ask him tomorrow morning when you have your rehearsals.” She said. “That is if he is not too tired tomorrow.”

“Well, if it is how you say it is, I think we can give them a run for their money.” I said as I leaned in to kiss her. Her mouth was soft and smooth against mine, tasting faintly of the mint toothpaste she had just used to brush her teeth. Instantly, her body began to react to me, leaning closer and giving me access to her round mouth.

Without much prodding, Allie moved onto my lap, straddling my thighs. Pulling her tight to my chest, I leaned against the headboard. The feel of her round breasts pressed against my bare chest. The thin cotton shirt separating us was well worn leaving me without question to the feel of her skin. My hands had been roughly pushing on her bottom, but not willing to wait to get her clothes off, I pulled the shirt up and over her head. Allie threw the shirt to the side. Only separated by her underwear and my boxers, I took in the sight of Allie. Her breasts were large and round. Her skin was soft and pale. A small scar was on the left breast just above the nipple. Gently, I kissed the scar. Her stomach was flat though by no means skinny nonetheless it was perfect. The brown tattoo of a globe peaked up over her underwear, half of it revealed, the other half begging to be shown.

Taking charge, Allie moved down my legs granting her access to move my boxers off my hips. Gently, she kissed down my torso, dragging her tongue across my abs and sending my mind into a frenzied. Her rough tongue danced over the skin, tickling while also instilling passion. Not so gently, she grabbed hold of my boxers and tore them down.

“Allie.” I pleaded, looking down at her flushed skin. Never removing her mouth from my skin, she looked up and smiled slightly.

Unable to let her control the situation any longer I pulled in the reigns. Flipping her over onto her back and standing myself upright, I easily granted myself access. Pulling her so her feet rested on the floor, knees bent and butt just barely on the bed. I kneeled between her legs. The soft cotton of her now soaking underwear stood as a barrier. Without thinking, my primal instincts took over and my hands ripped the skinny strings on either side holding the underwear on. “Hope those weren’t your favorite.” I chuckled before moving myself closer.

Needing to tease her before bringing her up, I pushed my hands under her rump, making sure to drag out the process and drag my fingers roughly across her skin. Allowing my movement to come to a halt, I held her back, digging my fingers into the skin. Her pink skin with her curly red hair hovered just inches from my face. Blowing on her, she let out a groan, flexing all the muscles in her bottom. She hooked one leg around my shoulder, trying to pull me in closer and give her some release, but I resisted.

“What do you want?” I asked her, making sure that I blew a little with every word.

Writhing with anticipation, she answered. “You. I want you.”

“What do you want me to do?” I asked, again teasing her some more.

“Take me. I want you to take me.” She said.

Needing no more prompting, I pressed my mouth against her, kissing her mound. Licking, I pressed harder, circling her citreous and prompting a growl out of Allie. The leg still hooked behind my shoulder pulled me tighter into her, pleading for some release. Building her tension up, I withdrew my hand from her back and began to play with her. Spreading her lips, I looked at her needing to feel her; I pressed one finger slowly into her. Being greeted by yet another moan, I used a second and a third. Pumping slowly in and out, curling the fingers to reach her spot, Allie had to stifle a scream with the pillow she had thrown over her face.

Leaving my fingers where they were, unmoving, I watched as she came off her climax. Her full breasts heaved up and down as her panting turned back into breathing. She had removed the pillow from her face and her eyes were closed, mouth open slightly. She was beautiful, absolutely perfect to me. Her stomach was smooth still, flat; yet just knowing that soon it would grow round with child, with my child. I couldn’t stand being where I was. I needed to be closer. I felt too far away even though I was so close to her.

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