SEX

"Hey, Babe." Joe smirked, leaning against the doorframe as I stretched.

"Hey." I grinned back at him, bending over and touching my toes, looking at him through my legs.

"Nice." He commented, crossing his arms and I rolled my eyes. I stood straight again before bending down to touch my toes again.

"Better be more than nice."

"J-lo's nice, Baby." Joe said, coming in and shutting the door behind him. "But, you. Are out of this fucking world." Joe's hands held my hips and he pressed his crotch against my ass.

"Maybe I wanna be in this world." I stood again and turned in Joe's hold, looking up at him sweetly. "Fucking you." I smiled innocently and his grip on my hips tightened.

"That could be arranged." Joe smirked, bending down and nuzzling against my neck. His hands moved down from my hips to my ass and he lifted me, letting me wrap my legs around his waist.

"Lock the door." I told him, linking my hands around Joe's neck.

"Already done." Joe nipped lightly at my neck before carrying me over to the couch in my dressingroom.

"You gonna kiss me yet?" I raised and eyebrow at him and he chuckled.

"Maybe later." Joe smirked and I raised my eyebrow higher. "Late enough." He grinned and kissed my lips chastely. I stopped him from pulling away and kept his lips on mine, deepening the kiss and letting our tongues touch lightly. Joe kissed down from my lips to my pulse point, his fingers pressing me into the couch a little harder. I slipped my fingers down his chest and under his shirt before I started back up, feeling his hard muscles under my fingertips.

"Good boy." I cooed, tugging his shirt up and over his head, marvelling at the muscled sight before me. "Very. Good boy." I licked my lips.

"Nothin' boyish about this, Babe." Joe denied huskilly, slowly peeling my top up and over my head before reattaching his lips to my upper chest, sucking and nipping lightly to leave a mark.

"We'll see." I smirked, slipping my fingers down his chest again and tracing across the waistband of his jeans. Joe peeled the cups of my bra down and pressed soft open-mouthed butterfly kisses down to my left nipple. "Joey." I moaned, hooking my fingers into his belt loops and pulling him down hard against me as he suckled my nipple, making it stiffen with arousal before he moved onto my right breast.

"Fuck, Babe, you're so perfect." Joe groaned, resting his forehead against my breasts for a second before he reached under me and undid my bra. "Fuck!" Joe swore and I flushed while I giggled; I guess trying to turn the tables and be on top doesn't work on a couch because Joe was rubbing the back of his head where it hit the floor.

"Sorry." I murmured, cupping his cheek and I pecked his lips lightly.

"'S no problem." Joe shook his head, looking up at me, his hands falling to my ass. "Damn, you're fi-ine."

"And there's certainly nothin' boyish from where I'm lookin'." I licked my lips and Joe grinned.

"Told ya!" He said, moving his hands around the front and unbuckling my jeans, pushing them down and slipping his hand into my panties.

"Mmm... Joe..." I moaned, levelling my hands on his chest and throwing my head back. Joe traced his forefinger across my sex lips once, making me shivver before he slid a couple of fingers between them and brushed them over my clit, sending sparks of pleasure through me with every touch. "So good." I mumbled, clawing my fingers against his chest. Joe moved his fingers down further and and pushed one inside of hot wet sex, curling it slightly as he pulled it out to rub against that sweet spot inside of me, making me moan again.

"Jesus, Joe, I need you." I moaned, moving my hands down and fumbling with the buttons and zipper on his jeans before I finally got them undone. Joe groaned at the slight release of pressure as he let me drag his jeans and boxers off him in one motion. "Yep." I bit my bottom lip, apraising Joe's hard, pulsing dick. "Definately not boyish. You're all man, Baby."

"Alllll man, Mile." Joe confirmed, pulling me down and flipping us over so I was on my back again, looking up at my sexy beast of a man. "And you're about to be full of a man." Joe quickly and swiftly pushed my jeans and panties down, spreading my legs and looking down at me.

"You waitin' for an invitation, Joey?" I teased as he stared at me.

"You know I'm always invited here, Babe." Joe smirked, lining his cock up to my sex and he kissed me as he pushed his manhood inside of me. Joe laced his fingers with mine and them on either side of my head and he thrust into me slowly, his dick rubbing against that special, pleasurable spot inside of me and my clit with every stroke.

"Ohh... Joe..." I moaned, arching up against him and squeezing the walls of my sex around him tightly as I felt closer to my orgasm. "You're so amazing, Joey."

"Fuck!" Joe swored, pressing his forehead against mine and thrusting harder. "Miles." He moved faster and I gasped, squeezing Joe's hands and his dick.

"Joe... Joey... Fuck me, Joey." I begged wantonly, meeting him thrust for thrust as I got close. I gasped and panted.

"Please be close, Miles?" Joe pleaded and I could only whine, feeling my orgasm crash over me, making me tremble and quiver under and around Joe.

Okay, this is going to be a three-part sex-filled saga inspired by MoeLover's review about writing a sex story based off of my dream about Joe and Miley anouncing a project together this year.

As the title suggests there's going to be sex - this one - love (instead of drugs) and rock 'n' roll, I hope you enjoy it.

Please review for the 'love' part of the trilogy.

XOXO
Sex, Love, Rock 'n' Roll!