If You Believe (George Harrison/Beatles FanFic)

Chapter 37

A/N -- I saw this picture of George with the emoji and I laughed so hard! It's absolutely perfect! He sure is not happy about something. Things here in Chapter 37 are getting sorted out...sort of! We are coming to the end of the saga when everything will be revealed!

Eve and Jeremy remained in bed all morning, talking, laughing, making love and cuddling together. Hunger finally pushed them to get up and wander into the kitchen. Eve went about making coffee while Jeremy pulled out a pan to scramble some eggs. When he stood behind her to reach for the toaster, his lips went to her neck as his body pressed into her.

"We have to eat, professor," Eve sighed, still residing in heaven. "Honestly. We'll need our strength for the rest of the day."

"Uh huh," he grunted softly, pressing his hips into her.

"We trying to break the world record for how many times a couple can shag in one morning?"

"We can try," he murmured.

"How can you be pumped up again? Jesus Christ, you're a mutant," Eve laughed as his light kisses followed the slope of her neck.

Jeremy began massaging her shoulders and back through her silky robe, noting with pleasure she was naked underneath. This was all too good to be true. Her passion for him was just as strong as his passion for her and as his warm breath tickled her ear, his hands curved around under her robe to cover her breasts.

Her hips naturally jutted backwards into his hard length while she held onto the counter to steady herself. Eve purred out loud as his one hand followed her body down to her core and looped around her sensitive area over and over until she was nearly dizzy. Traveling down her delicate flesh, his finger entered her, then 2 fingers as he began to pump into her, his palm still engaging her sensitive area.

"I may be ready again, Evie," he whispered sensually in her ear. "But you're so wet, you are too."

"Uh huh," she murmured as she fell forward over the counter. "It's because of you."

Jeremy lifted her robe to expose her back side and moved his length against her. "You okay?" he whispered, folding the top of his body over hers.

"Yes," she nodded, her breath ragged, wiggling back against him.

As his hands steadied her hips, he eased himself partially into her, then withdrew, driving her to distraction as he did this over and over. Wanting all of him, Eve pushed herself back from the counter and Jeremy sunk himself deep inside her, as deeply as he could. Eve met his rhythm as a sheen of perspiration began to form on their skins.

"Evie," he groaned. "You are so perfect...so tight."

"I need more of you," she answered him and he responded by using his fingers to orbit her bundle of nerves. "Jesus Christ," she answered in complete bliss.

They moved together until they had reached their peak and as Eve orgasmed, her inner walls gripped him and he released inside her, thrusting until he was spent.

Jeremy folded over her, both of them breathless. "Holy fuck," he exhaled.

"There was nothing 'holy' about it, I don't think," Eve answered him with a giggle as they stood up. "You de-flowered me....again."

"I think you can only be de-flowered once, young woman," he kissed her warmly. "And we are way past that."

As he began kissing her again, the doorbell rang.

"What the hell?" he squinted. "Who could that be?"

Eve stood by the coffee pot, pouring 2 mugs while Jeremy wrapped his robe tightly around himself and went to the door. When he looked through the peep hole, his breath caught in his throat. Michelle's parent stood there, a large paper bag in his father-in-law's hands.