Till There Was You (George Harrison Story)

Chapter 18

"Ye don't know how good ye feel..." George moaned-whispered into my ear. My hand began to tug lightly at his hair as our bodies were pressed closely together, and my legs were around his waist as we made love against the wall.

After going at a steady pace, he began to speed up a little, and our moans and groans grew louder. "Faster, Geo. Make me scream." His eyes filled themselves with pure lust, and he pretty much threw me on to the bed. "On yer stomach." His voice sounded much more demanding, so I quickly obliged and obeyed. Now laying on my stomach, I patiently waited for what was to happen soon.

Thankfully, I didn't have to wait too long. His hard, erect length did not hesitate to enter me from behind, and it took me by surprise. "AHH GEO!" I moaned his name as loudly as I could as I gripped onto the sheets and he pounded me from behind. His hand made it around my neck and he lightly applied pressure.

He moved down next to my ear and whispered to me, while not messing up His rhythm. "Scream me name, love. Make the neighbors know who you belong to. Let them know that YOU'RE MINE." He said the last two words with fierce passion, which turned me on so much more than I already was.

The sound of love-making filled the air. The sounds of moans, groaning and skin slapping against skin became louder as his thrusts became faster. "I-I'M SO CLOSE, GEO!" I panted and moaned out, as he pushed his whole length into me slowly, no space between our bodies. We were one now. And it never felt so good. Without pulling out, he managed to push himself deeper in, and his tip rubbed against my spot every time he moved.

"Scream me name one more time...." George panted, and I could feel his sweaty body against mine. He pulled out all the way, which made me whimper because I needed to release. He can be such a pain in the ass sometimes. When I least expected it, he thrusted himself all the way back into me with the most speed.

And I lost it. Everything. My mind, my sanity, my orgasm, the feeling in my legs. My walls contracted around him as my body released and my body trembled under his as I released my orgasm. And not too much later, George pulled out and released himself into my back. "F*ckin' hell. That was bloody amazing." He got up and cleaned my back before turning me around and we laid there on the bed just making out. He's like a drug, and I can't have enough of him. I need him.

After the 4th time, we decided to stop. We were both tired and sore. After making out for the last time, we actually laid down in each other's arms, our naked bodies resting together. "I love ye, Brielle." He said softly as I ran my fingers over his hairy and veiny arms. "I love you too, Geo." We admitted that to each other and instantly fell asleep.

The next morning was bittersweet. I woke up feeling the best I've ever felt emotionally. But not physically. I was sore and in pain. George was sweet at first, but when he really got into it, it felt passionate but wild. Not that I'm complaining. Speaking of him, when I woke up, he wasn't there. But the smell of food then filled me nose. Ahh he's making breakfast. How sweet of him.

So I got out of bed and limped my way to the bathroom, cringing the whole way there. I washed and brushed and sat back on the bed, just picking up George's shirt from last night (the one he was wearing before I practically tore it off) and I threw it on.

"Good morning." His voice called out as he walked into the room with a tray full of breakfast. I also got distracted when I realized he was fully naked. Again, not complaining. When I realized that he was hinting at Breakfast-In-Bed, I climbed back into bed and sat under the blankets with my legs crisscrossing. He placed the tray across my lap and kissed my forehead.

He climbed into the bed on the other side and we sat and talked about last night, work, my moving in to his house and my friends. And the conversation didn't end until the phone rang. "I got it." He states as he climbs out of the bed and heads over to the phone. Since I didn't want to be nosy, I took the now empty tray and brought it to the kitchen and cleaned the dishes, and once I finished, I went back to the room.

"Is everything alright?" I asked him and he nodded. "Yeah, the boys just wanted to let me know we're having another rehearsal later today." I nodded and we both laid in the now kind of messy bed and we continued to talk about everything. "Would you like kids one day?" He asked me and I nodded. "Yeah of course. That'd be nice. What about you? And how many?" I responded and he hesitated as he thought about it. "Yeah I guess I wouldn't mind kids. Probably just one, but whatever I get is whatever I'll be 'appy with."

I just wanted to reach over and kiss him, but I couldn't do another round of what happened last night before I really end up handicapped. "Why don't you show me what you bought yesterday? I want to see." He said and I agreed. I grabbed the bags that I totally didn't put away because I was busy last night, and brought them to the closet. I reached for the lingerie first and put it on and showed him. "Ahh Brielle love, yer swimming in dangerous waters." He said, pointing his finger at me.

"I didn't do anything." I said, trying to play innocent. "Yer something else." He said, shaking his head and coming towards me and kissing me. I want this to last forever.

After showing him the rest of the outfits, he complemented most of them. The other ones were "too much" and "if you went out with tha, men's jaws would drop. And I can't 'ave that." So George and I began to change the sheets on the bed (for obvious reasons) and as he finished up, I had a good idea. "You should grow your hair out a bit more. And let your mustache grow."

He went to the closest mirror and looked at himself. "You really think I'd look good like tha'?" "Of course! I think you could rock any look." He smiled widely. "Yeah, Alright. I'll try it."

Wow... his smile. I really wish this would never end.