Till There Was You (George Harrison Story)

Chapter 8

George opened the door for me and I got into the car, and George rushes over to the driver's seat. He looked over at me and his gaze fell on my body. "I think we should get going." "O-Oh Of course!" He stuttered as he started the car and began to drive over to the dinner at a restaurant. "Ye look amazing, by the way. Yer just gorgeous." A deep blush appeared on my cheeks, and I held onto my purse tightly. "Thank you, George. You look amazing as well." I responded and a smile spread across his face.

He turned on the radio and my favorite song came on. He looked over at me, as I sang along and bobbed my head along to the beat. "Ahh yer a rocker, huh? You like rock music?" He asked and I nodded. "Definitely. Rock is the best." I responded and he continued to drive as I sang along and tapped my fingers to the beat.

Not that long after, we arrived at the restaurant. I was able to recognize everyone's cars. Once he parked, George once again opened the door for me and held out his hand for me. "You're the sweetest." He thanked me and we walked towards the door, my arm linked with his. He opened the door and we walked in and he helped pushed the tail part of my dress in. We walked in, and I saw the boys, so we walked over to them and said our hello's. The boys just stared at me in awe, and it made me blush.

"Brielle, love, Ye look hot!" John said, his eyes gawking at my cleavage. "Thanks, John." Cynthia grabbed a napkin and handed it to John. "Thank Ye- Hey!" He gave the napkin back to Cynthia and sat down. George was saying hi to all the ladies, when Paul came up to me and kissed my hand softly. "Ye look gorgeous tonight, Bri." I thanked him and he smiled at me, moving closer towards me. "I bet ye'd look betta with that dress off..." He said softly, his hands softly grazing my cleavage and I slapped his hand off of me. "Stop it!" I whisper-yelled to him, and he backed off. He headed back to Linda and I glared at him. George came over to me, wrapping his arms around my waist. "Are ye alright, love? You seem upset."

I took a deep breath and I fixed my dress. "I'm fine, George. Thanks." We headed over to the table and Brian spoke before we all ordered and got acquainted. As we waited for our food, everyone quietly conversed between themselves and George leaned over to me. "How's the night so far? Are ye glad I forced ye to come?" We both laughed softly and I shook my head. "The night so far is okay, but I'm not happy that you dragged me here. These dinners aren't my kind of thing." I shrugged and he rubbed the back of my hand softly. "I totally understand. I'm not a huge fan of dinners like this either."

A smirk appeared on my face and I looked at George. "Why don't we get out of here, since neither of us want to be here?" Another smirk appeared on his face as he looked at me. "Where do ye want to go?" It took me a little time, but I decided. "Let's go to the beach." We nodded to each other and looked at everyone. George knew I was a bit more shy, so he decided to speak up. "Ahh Brielle forgot about a previous engagement, so I have to take her. Sorry about leaving so soon!" Everyone groaned. "Aww ye can't stay? Are you sure ye want to leave?" Ringo asked, and his reaction alone almost made me stay, but we decided to leave.

"I'll see you boys tomorrow. And nice to meet you Cynthia, Linda and Maureen!" I waved at them and George and I left, hand in hand. When I realized we were holding hands, my cheeks began to feel as if they were on fire. He walked me to his car and we got in. "Let's go get some towels first. I plan on getting wet." I said, and it made George smirk, then laugh. "What?" I asked, confused about why he was laughing. "Nothing, love." He cleared his throat and began to drive. He decided to grab two towels from his house. So it would be the first time I was in his house, and I couldn't wait.

"Did I tell ye how wonderful ye look in that dress?" He asked as he drove and I laughed softly. "Yes. Yes you did." He licked his lips slowly. He has lovely lips. His lips were gorgeous enough to kiss right then and there.

Soon we got the his house, which just gave me "George" vibes. It just seemed like a house George would live in. It was beautiful on the outside, and after George stopped the car and took my hand in his once more and led me into the house, the inside was gorgeous! "How about I give you a tour, and then we can grab those towels?" I agreed and he showed me around. My favorite rooms were his office and his bedroom. Because his room was painted a nice color and he had nice bedroom furniture of course.

After the tour, he grabbed a few towels for us and I decided to wear some of his clothes so my dress wouldn't get dirty or wet, and he completely understood. So he handed me some of his clothes, which were loose on me, and I thanked him before taking off my clothes. I guess I was so comfortable around him now, I didn't mind changing in front of him. Plus, he's already seen me naked so I didn't see a difference. Because of the dress I was wearing, I only had underwear on underneath, and no bra. So when I stripped, I was pretty much bare. I put on the sweater George handed to me, and as I leaned forward to put the loose pants on, my bum was greeted by the feeling of his hard member pressing against it. "Look at what ye did." His voice sounded different. It was like when we had sex a few nights ago.

"B-But George, I-I thought we were going to the beach..." I managed to say, holding back a moan. "Ye did say that you wanted to get wet tonight." He whispered in my ear, which made me shiver as he grabbed me by my waist and pushed me down onto the bed. "George..." I was going to protest, but my mind had already settled on letting George do whatever he wanted to me. "The beach is always going to be there. We still have time. Plus, the beach always looks better at night." I had to agree with him. It did, but it would probably look different after George pounded me so hard everything would be blurry.

He began to kiss my waist as he tugged his sweater I was wearing, signaling me to take it off. "OFF. NOW." His voice was a lot more dominant, and I quickly followed what he said. "Good job, babygirl." He said softly as he kissed me roughly, and I kissed back. His lips then began to devour my nipples and it made me squirm. "Scream my name, babygirl. Let the whole neighborhood know who's making you feel good." He pushed my legs open and dived right into my core, making me squeal and mon loud. "F*ck George..." I moaned out, and he grabbed my neck, choking me but not too much, and his tongue circled my clit. "That's not my name, baby. Scream daddy's name." His voice was a lot more deep and dominant, and it turned me on more. His tongue circled faster as his fingers found their way into me and hit my gspot suddenly, which made me arch my back and scream. "Oh F*CK DADDY!" My hands lost themselves in my hair and he smirked up at me as he continued. "That's what Daddy likes to hear..."

THE END!
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