Joe wrapped his arms around my waist and I pulled him closer to me from the neck, I didn't want him to move an inch away.
Joe's lips were the best thing I've tasted in a long time

His lips parted from mine due to lack of air, I barely let him catch his breath when I caught him again, I wanted him, I needed him.
In a few weeks the need to have Joe at my beck and call had grown to stratospheric levels, I wanted him, in every sense of the word.

I looked into his eyes, I wanted him to kiss me, to hug me, to make me laugh, to sleep by my side every night, to take my hand in the street, to make love to me and to accompany me to every single place wherever it was, even if it was only a few minutes away from him.

His kisses reached my neck and turned into bites, and the bites soon turned into soft red marks. I couldn't help letting out a few sighs into the air, with Dave, things were different, the kisses quickly disappeared along with the caresses, not a single look.
Joe walked his hands, caressing each section of my skin as if it was a treasure, and he didn't give me a break to stop kissing me at any time.
After a while like that, I looked at Joe and he looked at me too.

-Sav I... You... I... I love you you know? I mean... What happened with Dave... I’m not...- i laughed who knew that Joe would be so clumsy to explain himself? I lay down on the bed and drove him over me.

-don't give me explanations... I don't need them Joe... I know you're not like him... -I whispered in his ear- I love you Joseph...

With more confidence, he stood over me and put a hand under my sweatshirt, or rather his own, and slowly withdrew it, with the intention of discovering my skin under it.
He was leaving soft kisses little by little all over my belly, and I could only caress his head and enjoy the moment I was living.

I do not think it is necessary to go into details, we can simply say that never in my life had I been made love in such a careful way in my life.
I enjoyed every second of having Joe inside me. The entire process was solely focused on me, on taking care of myself as much as possible, and on me enjoying myself as much as possible. I was surprised that Joe could be so careful (and so fucking amazing at the same time) also in sex, honestly, I didn't think that good treatment took place in the sexual realm, it seems that I just had to find the right person.

The next morning I woke up on Joe's bare chest, feeling him caress my equally bare back, his beautiful smile wide on his mouth.
I looked at him without saying a word for a few minutes, until I got closer to his lips and kissed them softly, to wish the precious boy below him a good day.

-Good morning Joe...
-Good morning Richard...
-don't call me Richard... It reminds me of Dave... -I hugged him smiling and we both enjoyed each other for a while longer, until we made the decision to get up to go to rehearsal.

I put on my leopard-print blazer and jeans and headed out the door to wait for Joe, who soon arrived in a Batman tank top and ripped jeans.
As he left, he took my hand and intertwined his fingers with mine, he led me by the hand to the studio, as proud to walk hand in hand as if I were his greatest treasure. I loved that he was so proud of me, he made me feel like I was worth it.

He was definitely the love of my life.

When we got to the studio, Steve and Phil made me quite angry, but something else caught my attention...

-But look at you! You have some huge marks on your neck... Be careful Joe, don't hurt him with so much Passion -Rick said, and I blushed, but I wasn't the only one, Steve did too, and I noticed that he covered his lower neck as best he could . I decided to make him angry a little. I grabbed the scarf that covered his low neck and pulled it away, marks very similar to mine were on his pale skin, coupled with bite marks. I saw Phil blush completely and I looked at both of them, first at Steve, then at Phil, then back at Steve, and so on.

-WHAT?! THAT?! WHEN?!