NEW YEARS

We were both not entirely by chance at the same New Years party. In Times Square with only a couple of million people watching. Miley had just finished her set, and I was the last act of the year. I watched Miley walk off stage and get de-microphoned as she was talking to one of her dancer boys. I frowned when she giggled and he touched her arm. Fuck no, he wasn't allowed to flirt with my woman. I stayed where I was though, leaning against a support beam and glaring at him. I guess he felt me glaring because he looked up at me and then quickly dismissed himself from Miley. Good little dancer boy, stay away from my woman, I thought to myself as Miley started to walk over to me.

"What was that about?" Miley asked, crossing her arms and raising an eyebrow at me.

"Little fucker was flirting with you." I shrugged, not caring if anyone was looking and pulling her to me possessively. Miley sighed, but didn't fight it and turned in my arms so her back was to me and her head was resting on my chest. "I wish I could just tell all those little bastards to stay away from you, you my woman." I complained and Miley put her arms over mine around her waist and squeezed lightly. I sighed as well and just held her, enjoying it whilst I could. "You were amazing, by the way." I said after a while and I knew she was smiling without even looking. "You always are, you're just an amazing person."

"You're pretty gosh darn amazing too." Miley teased and I held her tighter, she was wearing these tight ass leather pants. I fingered the button for a second, toying with the idea before I boldly decided to do it and fingered the button open and swiftly slipped the zipper down. "Joe... Don't you d-" Miley started to warn, cut herself off with a choked sound when I slipped my hand down into her panties. I glanced around, no-one was looking, and where we were was a secure area, no cameras allowed. I moved my other hand up to cup her breast as I slipped my fingers between her lips. Miley let out a soft gasp when I touched her clit lightly. I touched it again and rubbed lightly, elicating the most delicious moan from my Miley. I moved my two fingers down a little further and pushed them inside of her hot, tight sex, pressing my thumb to her clit at the same time, I crooked my fingers inside of her and she moaned again.

"Gotta keep quiet, Babe." I whispered in her ear. Miley let out a whining sound and pushed her hips into my hand, I smirked and pulled her back, into a dark corner.

"This is so wrong." Miley gasped, her eyes falling closed and her lips parting just a little.

"But, it feels so right, doesn't it?" I murmured huskilly in her ear and she nodded against me.

"More." Miley demanded in that sexy as fuck way she does when she's horny. I smirked and kissed her neck as I pushed a third finger inside of her, drawing out a long low moan.

"Quiet." I reminded, suckling her neck as I fingered her closer to orgasm.

"Fuck, you be quiet." Miley snapped back and I laughed as she started to squirm.

"Do you really want that?" I teased, nipping lightly at her pulse point, slowing my fingers so she was hovering just on the brink of orgasm.

"Noooo." She whined, holding my wrist and trying to make me move.

"What do you want?" I asked and she keened.

"I want-fuck, I want you, Joey." I grinned and started moving like before, pushing my beautifully sexy woman over the edge and into orgasm. "Joe, Joe, Joe." She moaned my name as I kept fingering her through her orgasm until she was just twitching slightly when I'd rub her clit.

"Jonas in ten!" Someone called and I slowly pulled my fingers out of Miley, bringing them up to lick her orgasm off. I licked my lips and turned Miley in my arms, buttoning and zipping her sexy as fuck pants back up as I did so.

"I love you." We both said at the same time and then laughed. I kissed Miley's soft lips and smiled as I pulled back.

"I'll be back soon." I told her, kissing her again before I stepped out of the dark corner and over to the stage-hand who was looking for me. Right before I was about to go onstage I glanced over and Miley was still in the corner in her post-orgasm haze, staring at me with longing eyes. I sighed and walked on stage. I was only singing one song, but it was a big deal to be the last song of the year.

At the end of the song the host asked me if I had any thoughts on the New year and I looked back over at my gorgeous girl. Without saying anything I walked off stage, grabbed her hand and despite her confussion, pulled her back on stage with me.

"I am in love with this woman!" I anounced, staring straight into Miley's slightly shocked blue eyes. I let go of Miley's hand and took off my jacket, tossing it to the side before I lifted my shirt over my head. The host had wide eyes when she was the first one to see the tattoo. "I'm in love with Miley and we're engaged, I'm over sneaking around and hiding how I feel when I'm in love with her and we're going to get married." Miley gaped at me like a fish for all of three seconds before she jumped on me and I felt her lips on mine, kissing me harshly. I stumbled a little to catch her, and I think I hit something, but I stayed up straight somehow and kissed her back, slinking my hands to hold her up by her hot little ass. Who cares about national TV, or youtube or any of that when I have Miley in my arms, kissing me. Besides, I was going to marry this woman, they had to get used me kissing her because I wasn't going to stop. When Miley eventually pulled her lips from mine she whispered in my ear.

"You. Me. Alone. Now." She whispered harshly, nibbling my ear. She unhooked her legs from around me and I grabbed her hand, barely spared a glance at the crowd and the host and all the crew as I dragged her away. As soon as we were in the cab Miley didn't bother with a seatbelt and pounced on me again, her tongue on my mouth, her hand in my pants, stroking my boner.

"Fuck, Miles." I groaned and before long enough the cab stopped and the driver knocked on the glass. Miley got out first I watched her ass sway as she did before I snapped back to reality, paid the driver and got out after her, bothof us running through the lobby of the hotel to the elevators. As soon as the doors opened we were inside and I pinned her to the wall, kissing her and she reached into my pants again. Holy fuck, she was determined to get me off before we got to our room. I thrust against her hand, feeling myself getting close to blowing my load, when the doors opened. Miley dragged me this time, pulling me over and unlocking our room before she pushed me in.

As soon as the door was closed Miley pushed my pants and boxer briefs down and dropped to her knees. I feel back against the door with a thud as I felt her lips wrap around the head of my dick. I hit my head back against the door, trying to hold off my orgasm, not that it worked anyway. I gripped Miley's hair and I couldn't even warn her before I came. Miley pulled back and wiped her mouth, looking up at me with those dark blue lustfull eyes and I didn't even get a chance to go soft. I dropped to my knees as well and kissed Miley, not even caring about the slight bitter taste as I laid her down fumbled for her button and zipper. Her panties were still wet from before as I pushed them down with her pants and easilly pushed into her tight little opening. I picked Miley up and started to stumble towards the bed until she fluttered her walls around me and I couldn't make it that far. I pushed her against a wall and moaned her name in her ear.

"Joey." Miley moaned breathlessly, one hand scratching my back and the other playing with the ends of my hair at the nape of my neck. "Mmm... Joey, I love you, Baby."

"God, Miley, I love you." I moaned into her neck, I was still too sensitive. Way, way too sensitive. "Fuck." I swore as the orgasm ran through my body.

"Keep going." Miley begged and who was I to deny her anything. I stumbled away from the wall and we fell onto the bed with Miley on top this time, and fuck it was a sexy sight. I reached for Miley's tight as fuck black and sequins top and tugged it off of her before I practically ripped her bra off and brought her down, palming her breasts and feeling her hardened nipples against my hands. Miley's nails dug into my chest as she rode me and she was swearing to high Heaven as she got closer. I could feel her clit rubbing against me and every time she would move off of me the walls of her sex would squeeze tightly around me. I tore my hands away from her breasts and used them to push myself into a sitting possition before I gripped her ass and helped her move on me. "Joey, Joe, Joe, fuck me, Joey." Miley panted and I kne she was getting closer.

"Ow! Fuck!" I cursed when we somehow fell onto the floor, right as Miley orgasmed, her sex squeezing and releasing me tightly and bringing me along for a third orgasm of my own (this time actually ejaculating).

"You okay, Baby?" Miley cooed when she caught her breath, her fingers brushing through my hair soothingly.

"Yeah." I'd probably have a bump on my head, but I was fine. "How did we miss the bed?" I asked, slightly confused, we'd actually made it to the bed this time (there had been many when we hadn't) and then we'd still ended up on the floor.

"No idea." Miley giggled, one finger lightly tracing her name and the heart of words on my chest. We were both silence, savouring the moment of being with each other. "We're public now." She eventually said and I became nervous.

"Are-are you-are you okay with that? I should have asked-" I probably would have rambled if Miley's lips hadn't cut me off.

"I get to do that in public now." Miley grinned when she pulled away and I sighed in relief.

Last one!... Maybe I'll start another sex saga soon. I don't know, maybe if you guys want it enough and leave me lots of reviews.

Orgasm Count:
Miley: 15
Joe: 15... That worked out quite well ;)

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