george harrison imagines

you can see inside me (explicit)

the year was 1968. george and i were seeing each other, so, things were going good, right? well, they would've been if he hadn't of been married. i met him through passing and once we started talking, it was only a matter of time before the sex began.

he was wild. completely and utterly wild. he knew how i liked things, and he never disappointed. he took care of my needs any chance he could, and on this particular night, he snuck over after having a little quarrel with the wife.

i was doing the dishes listening to frank sinatra, when i heard a soft yet aggressive knock at the door. it startled me to say the least, but i knew who it was, and what he needed. i dried my hands off with my baby girl pink dish towel as i went to unlock my door. george stood there with his shirt unbuttoned a bit and his hair a mess,

"can i come inside?" he murmured.

i simply nodded, moving aside for him. he glanced at me, looking down, "pattie and i had a bad fight. i said some hurtful things and so did she. i needed to get the fuck out of there."

"what could you have said that was so bad?" i sighed, resting my hand on the doorknob.

"well, i told her that it was no wonder she couldn't have kids, they probably would've ended up as adulterous as she is!" he spoke lowly.

"jesus george!" i gasped.

"i know! i know! i'm not proud of it jay." he panicked.

"well just come on in here and we'll figure it out together." i sighed.

"i actually came here to spend some time with you intimately. then i would head home and all that jazz." george replied, towering over me.

"right right of course. fine then." i smiled, turning around to kiss him softly. he kissed me back as he picked me up by my thighs.

i gasped against his lips while i ran my hands down his back and up through his hair, "mmm why do we do this to each other?" i blushed

"because we enjoy making our situation a hell of a lot worse." he chuckled, attaching his lips to my neck.

i audibly sighed out while i slipped my eyes closed. george worked us into my bedroom where he laid me down onto my bed stripping our clothes off. once the two of us were bare, i placed my hand in the middle of his chest, clearing my throat,

"you can see inside me, so fuckin do it." i begged while he nodded, thrusting into me sharply.

"uh!" i called out, yanking his hair while george sped up, hitting all my spots. i craned my neck into the pillow and my back off the bed as george grunted, speeding up again.

we both moaned and groaned against each other's lips, only breaking apart to talk dirty to each other. george licked my neck to prepare a spot for the hickey he was about to leave. i closed my eyes as george pumped into me, sucking the darkest hickey onto my neck.

"uhhh." i whined, rolling around as he moaned, pumping into me harder,

"ughhh julia." george croaked, thrusting into me at different angles. our moans overlapping each other's nicely while he kept going.

"ohhh so good!" i complimented him bashfully.

"mmm thank you baby, so are you!" he winked, rolling his hips around mine slowly. my moans only got more louder as george sped up or tried new things.

"mmmm!" he grunted.

"ohhh ugh uh!" i cried out as we continued all night.