george kept pumping into you while your moans only got louder and only seemed to confirm the obvious; he was fucking amazing in bed.
"oh christ!" you gruffed, yanking him closer. he slowed down then sped up, seemingly teasing you.
how dare he tease you? you thought while he moved your body along, gently.
"oh (y/n)!" he whined, laying soft kisses to your neck.
"mmm george. you're doing so well." you called out.
"ohh fuck." he gasped out, hitting all your spots.
"ohhh!" you groaned, clutching the pillow.
"mmm fuck (y/n)." he grumbled, releasing himself.
"ohh." you shivered, releasing yourself as well.
"that was great babe." he blushed timidly, kissing you.
you kissed back, "yes it was."
the two of you cuddled, falling asleep shortly thereafter.
YOU ARE READING
the beatles imagines
Randomjust a great big book of imagines of our four favorite mop top boys!! there will be sad ones smutty ones fluffy ones horrific ones anything basically
