I woke up the next morning in bed alone. The sun peeking through the white curtains as I sat up, rubbing my eyes. I found my clipboard and my notebook on the bed. All questions answered in John's sloppy handwriting. Luckily I knew him all to well and was able to read every word. I smiled to myself and read the note attatched.
Sorry I had to leave early for rehearsals. Filled out your questions. Didn't want you getting in trouble.
p.s. I paid for you to get some brekky. Should be by at nine sharp,
Lennon.I looked at the clock and realised I had half an hour to kill. I decided to call Andrew and tell him I was going to be in a little later. He was happy I was getting some rest. If he only knew. I hung up and heard a knocking on the door. I put my shirt on and my underwear expecting room service to come in but was met with a Harrison.
"George..what are you doing here?? How did you know..."
"Brian told me what room number ye were stayin in and...I saw John leavin the room this morning."
"Oh um...about that.."
I shrieked as he turned me around and pushed me against the closed door. I winced as the side of my face rested against the hard surface.
"You haven't changed have you. I know about the letters. Once he started writing you...you stopped writing me back." He said harshly in my ear. I looked at him.
"Yeah? You think you know everything huh? How about the fact you have a girlfriend George? Hmm? You know I won't fuck with that."
"Who cares about her. She's just a good fuck. She doesn't mean anything to me." He moved his hands around my waist, sliding his hand in my underwear. I moaned softy as he rubbed me slowly. "You're the girl I've always wanted."
"Me and John aren't anything George...he knows that." I whispered, shutting my eyes.
"Yeah? Does he still fuck you the way he used to??"
I was shocked by the way George was talking to me. He was so...dominant. I had to admit it was turning me on.
"George...please stop." I moaned as he moved his fingers faster.
"Maybe I need to remind you how good I am yeah?" He kissed my cheek slowly as I heard him unzipping his pants. I felt my underwear dropping around my ankles as he slid his hands up and down my thighs.
I gasped as he entered me without warning. I pressed my hands against the wall as he placed his own over mine. I leaned my head back, feeling his body move against mine. It felt so good. He felt so good.
"Oh god George fuck me harder baby." I moaned, as he obeyed. I felt his hand move down my stomach, between my legs. I cried out in pleasure as he rubbed my clit fast. I felt his hot breath in my ear as he kept this up for a few minutes.
"Come for me... I want it all." I breathed as he kissed the back of my neck. He thrust faster as I felt my body heat up. My orgasm exploding through my body as I came. He groaned against my neck, coming seconds later. Our fluid dripping down my legs as he pulled out. My knees were weak as he held me up. We were breathing heavily as we fixed ourselves up. Just then, there was a knock on the door.
Me and George just looked at each other with a naughty smile on our faces as the man came in with a cart of food.
"Care to Join me Harrison?" I asked sitting on the edge of the bed.
"I'd love to Daniels." He winked, sitting next to me and pulled me into his lap. I smirked to myself. These next couple of days are going to be fun.
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Devil In Her Heart (John Lennon fanfic)
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