Devil In Her Heart (John Lennon fanfic)

Chapter 76.

Three Weeks Later

We were finally back home. For the time being that is. It felt nice to be back in a familiar place. Home sweet home.

It was a Friday evening as I undressed to take a shower. I was about to pull my underwear down when I heard a knock on the door. I sighed and ran downstairs and opened the door to see a drenched George. I realised it was raining out hard.

"Oh god Georgie get inside! You poor thing!" I pulled him by the arm and pulled his jacket off.

"Thanks love." He smiled and shook his hair out. I giggled.

"Not in the living room George!"

He just laughed and looked me up and down. "I'm sorry am I interrupting something??"

"Oh no I was just going to hop in the shower. So Geo, what brings you by?" I asked.

He blushed and walked towards me, backing me up against the wall. I just looked up at him confused.

"George?"

"Where's John?" He asked.

"He's off out with Paul. They need to find a way to get all the equipment back here I dunno. Why aren't you with them?"

"Seems pretty obvious huh?" He said in a tone I was surprised to be coming from him. I bit my lip.

"It's been quite a long time since you've looked at my that way." He said pointing at my eyes.

"George..are you okay?"

"No I'm not. You're the reason why."

I was shocked when he pressed himself against me and kissed me hard. I began to kiss back but then pulled away.

"G...George. Why are you acting this way?"

"I want you Lucy." He mumbled and pinned my arms up over my head, kissing my neck. I could feel myself giving in more and more as the seconds flew by. I let out a soft moan as he grinded himself against me, the buldge in his jeans rubbing against my sensitive area.

"George please.." I breathed. I didn't pull away though. I missed this. I missed us.

"Upstairs." I said nodding up. He just smiled and picked me up, holding my bum as I wrapped my legs around his waist.

...

I gasped as George entered me, rocking his hips slowly as he whispered sweet things into my ear. His skin was damp but warm under my touch. I glided my hands up his back, dragging my nails along his smooth skin. I shut my eyes and moaned as he kissed my neck.

I tangled my fingers into his wet hair and opened my eyes, watching as he pulled back and moved my legs over his shoulders, still thrusting into me. He kissed my legs slowly and slid his hands over my outer and inner thighs. It felt amazing. His fingers were rough but his touch was gentle.

Something about sex with George was so sensual and peaceful. With John it was passionate and lustful. They were so different, but I loved both.

I gripped onto the bedsheets and screamed out as I came. He picked up the pace and let out a deep groan as he came inside. I dropped my legs off his shoulders and pulled him down on top of me. He rested his head on my chest, as I played with his hair, like I do with John.

"Lucy...I miss you."

"I miss you too George."

I know George loved me. He loved me the way I loved John. It was like a forbidden love. John had Cyn, I had John...but nobody had George. I felt bad for hurting him so much.

"George...why do you love me?"

"Because you make me feel alive. You're so open with freedom and you take care of me. I just...I can never see another bird the same way as I see you."

"D'you ever try?" I asked. He looked up at me and nodded.

"I just want what you and John have."

I shook my head. "No George. I don't want that for you. You deserve better."

He stayed quiet and held me tighter.

"Does he still hurt you?"

"Sometimes. But..I know he loves me."

"You love me don't ye?"

"Of course."

"It's the same thing. You hurt me but I know you love me. Please never let me go."

I smiled to myself and brushed my thumb over his eyebrows, the way I do to John.

"I won't ever leave you George."

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