Till There Was You (George Harrison Story)

Chapter 50

(Whooo! 50 chapters!)

"Brielle, can we talk?" George said softly from the other side of the guest bedroom door, and I decided to stop being petty and let him in. "Yeah. We need to." He sat down on the chair in the room and I sat on the bed.

"What am I doing wrong?" His voice cracked as he said that. "I just want you to be completely honest with me. Did your story explaining why Josephine had called true?" He nodded. "Yes! Yes it was! I promise!" He pleaded and I decided to believe him.

"Alright. I believe you." He stood up and stood in front of me. "Thank you." He leaned in for a hug, but I pushed him away. "But I have to tell you something." He listened carefully to what I had to say.

"Adam... I went to see him earlier today... and he..uh.. he kind of kissed me." I said, looking at the floor, but could sense George's anger. "He did what?" George yelled, and I grabbed his arm. "Calm down. It was probably an accident." He looked at me and sat down on the bed.

"Forget about him. I want to take ye out for the night. What do ye say?" He held my hands, and I nodded, as I kept my eyes glued to the floor. "Alright." He lifted my chin and kissed me. "Good." He walked out of the room and I stood there, confused about everything.

George managed to care for Zuri for the rest of the day, and when evening came, he walked over to me in a suit and held his hand out to me. "Shall we?" I couldn't help but blush. "We shall." I took his hand and passed by the living room. "Thanks again for agreeing to babysit!" George said to Ringo who was playing with Zuri already. "No problem at all!" He responded, then George and I went to the car and he drove us to a restaurant. A really fancy one.

When we got there, we stood at the front with a waiter. "Reservation for Harrison." The waiter began to fangirl, mind you, he was a grown man. He showed us to our table and we sat down across from each other. "We just need a night to unwind, yeah?" He smiled, and his smile weakened me. "Yeah... maybe we do."

Dinner went fine actually. We talked about fun moments from our honeymoon and Zuri. Reminiscing like that made me realize how much I actually need him and love him.

Being with George forced me to get out of my comfort zone and be myself. All those time I was discriminated against by fans, he was there to stand up for me. He loved me and saw something special in me when no one else did. When I went through a rough time after the miscarriage, he was there by my side and helped me through my depression. He's like my bestest friend. And the most amazing lover. I looked into his eyes as he looked back at me. I need him.

"Brielle? Are ye okay? Is there something on me face?" He wipes his mouth, and I shook my head. "Not yet." I pulled him into a passionate kiss, and he kissed me back. And the kiss felt much more different than our other kisses. This one was special. I hadn't felt like this since the first time we kissed, and the feeling was amazing.

George pulled away from the kiss and looked at me with widened eyes. "Wow... That kiss was amazing." I nodded in agreement, and smiled. "Yeah, it was." I sat back in my chair and looked at him. "I'm sorry for not believing you, George. My insecurities got the best of me, and I let it take over. Not listening and believing each other made us break up last time, and I was miserable. So I apologize." George smiled, and held my hand on the table. "I'm already over it. It never happened, alright? And when I go back to the US, maybe ye'll come with me and I'll introduce ye to Josephine." I nodded and smiled at him. "I'd like that a lot."

Once dinner was served, we swapped them and ate each other's, then swapped them back and ate some of our own. After dinner, we left the restaurant hand in hand, and went back home. "We're back!" I announced as we entered the house and Ringo smiled at us. "How was it?" "It was great. How was Zuri?" I asked and George picked her sleeping self up from the couch slowly and brought her to her crib. "She was great! But I have to be heading home!" "Alright, Thanks Ringo!" He said goodbye and left.

George then joined me in the living room and we sat on the couch, his arm around me. I turned towards him and kissed him again, and he didn't hesitate to kiss back. One thing led to another, and my dress came off, then his blazer and shirt. Then his pants and my panties. His kisses trailed down my neck towards my swollen breasts from breastfeeding, then he kissed The back of my hand and my wedding ring. "Yer mine, Mrs. Harrison. Only mine." He began to suck on the skin around my thighs and place love bites there before his tongue reached my clit.

How would I live without George's tongue?

I moaned softly, being mindful of the sleeping baby that was upstairs, but George didn't make it easy. He removed his hardening member from his underwear and pushed it inside of me. "Mmh... yer so tight, Brielle... yer going to make me cum fast...." I gasped and moaned as he whispered naughty things into my ear as he thrusted in and out of me at a crazy fast pace. "Don't ever leave me, Brielle." He groaned into my neck and my hands ran through his hair. "I won't, George. I won't." I moaned into his ear before I orgasmed, and he pulled out and released his cum on me stomach and chest.

He panted as he kissed me again. He pulled away and rested his forehead against mine. "I love ye so much, Brielle."