Till There Was You (George Harrison Story)

Chapter 61

*This has a little smut btw*

Ringo brought me back home after all that, And I was able to catch up with George before he left.

"Hey Brielle!" "Hi, you two!" I kissed George and then kissed Zuri's head. "Heading off to the studio?" He nodded, licking his lips and looking at me up and down. "You don't mind if I come with you? I want to talk to you about what happened today!" I said excitedly, and he smiled as he noticed my excitement. "Alright, get in."

I got into the car as he buckled up Zuri's car seat. He then went into the driver's seat and I handed him the printed pictures I took earlier. He stared at them with wide eyes. "What do you think?" He just continued to stare at them. "You look amazing, love." "Do you think I could actually be a model, Geo?" He looked at me with a huge smile and he placed his hand on mine. "Of course I think you could model! I think you should. It might help with your self esteem." He started the car and looked at the pictures once more before putting them down and driving.

When we got to the studio, he took Zuri out of her car seat and I took her in with me. "Good morning Ge-" John stopped in his tracks and looked at me. "B-Brielle?" I smiled and waved at him. "Hi John! I'm so glad that you're releasing a new album soon! I can't wait to hear it!" I pulled him in for a hug, and his body stiffened up a bit. "Are you alright?" "Uh..um yeah. Yer just a bit overdressed for the studio." He let out a weak chuckle, and his gaze fell over my dress.

"Hi Yoko!" I waved to her and joined her with Zuri in my arms. "That's me girl." George said proudly to John and the other musicians as they stared at me. John muttered something under his breath before they carried on with the music.

After the studio, we went back home and George began to pack as I changed my clothes. "Ah I forgot. We are going back to the US, aren't we?" George nodded and we began to pack. I went to Zuri's room, where she was taking a quick nap, and I began packing her things, but I remembered that she obviously needed more bags for her things so I headed back into the room.

"Oh f*ck..." I heard George groan. I began to wonder if he was okay, but I decided to continue listening. "Brielle... mmh..." His moans appeared to get clearer as I moved closer to the bathroom. I opened the door slowly and peeled my head in. I gasped when I saw George holding the pictures I took and was stroking his hard length. His pants and underwear were in between his ankles. "Why do ye do this to me?" He mumbled, stroking himself harder, until he tilted his head up and caught of glimpse of me.

Instead of being shocked, he smirked and pulled my hand. "Come help me out, eh?" He placed my hand on his length and I gulped. "I-I..." "Shh..." He placed his finger on my lips, and I could taste his pre-cum. "Just help daddy out." He pulled my pants down and gave my butt a smack. "Yer pictures got daddy so hard..." He pulled me in for a kiss, but then we heard someone ring the doorbell and knock. I got up to go get it, but George grabbed my arm. "Finish me off first, love."

Whoever was at the door had to wait until George and I finished. When we did, we rushed down the stairs looking a bit disheveled, but we didn't really care. We opened the door and there was Adam. "George asked me to drop you all of to the airport." He noticed how messy our hair and clothes were, and a smirk grew on his face. "Come on in." I said, and he sat down.

"We aren't finished." George whispered in my ear, and a smirk grew on my face. I began to head up the stairs, but George grabbed my arm and led me to the kitchen. "I'm gonna make love to ye while yer ex is in the next room." He said softly as he gripped my waist and quickly pulled my pants down and placed his tongue between my folds. My breath hitched in my throat, as I tried to hold back a few moans so Adam wouldn't hear us.

How tongue slipped out of me and he stood up, quickly pulling his length out of his pants and shoving it into me. "George!" I moaned out, knowing Adam heard that. "Brielle? Are you alright?" Adam asked, and George pulled out and turned me around, my chest now pressing against the wall, and he thrusted into me. "Y-Yeah! I-I'm Fine!" He continued to thrust into me until his low moans and grunts became to get a bit louder, and his thrusts became erratic. My hole tightened around his length and he grunted as he pulled out and came on my back.

George grabbed some paper towel and wiped his semen off my back. "Let's go finish packing." He kissed my cheek and we went back upstairs. "We'll be finished soon!" I said to Adam as I followed George upstairs. We continued to pack. Adam helped us pack, and we put Zuri, who was awake, in her car seat. We went to the private plane and headed to LA. While we were gone, Adam would be watching Cleo for us.

When we got there, we got into our hotel room and settled in. Zuri was wide awake, playing in her play pen. George sat in front of the TV and turned it on. "Have you seen Brielle Harrison? Her photos have been spreading like crazy! She looks amazing!" I turned to the TV and blushed at their comments.

George looked at the pictures on the screen with a huge, proud smile. "Brielle Harrison, eh? She looks gorgeous. I might just have to take 'er out one day." I sat down next to him and put Zuri between us. "That would be nice. But someone would have to watch her daughter while she's out." George places his arm around my waist as we watched a movie together.