2: Sparks flying

*Sebastian*

 ‘What the hell is taking Matt so long ?’ Sebastian was getting impatient waiting on his friend, ringing the door again. He was bored and he knew his friend had arrived back from a long business trip yesterday.

 "Fucking relax Sebastian, I am on my way". He could hear Matt grumble on the other side of the door, making Sebastian grin.

 The door opened and he walked past his best friend into the hall. "How did you know it was me ?"

 "Because I only know two people who come around without calling first and who ring the door that impatiently, and as the other person is already here… well, it could only be you". Matt answered, closing the door.

 Sebastian looked at his friend, he looked like he just rolled out of bed and threw on some clothes. His hair was a mess and his T-shirt was put on inside out. "Did I interrupt something... fun here ?"

 "Well no, luckily you didn't get here five minutes earlier though". He answered with a sly smile.

 Sebastian shook his head, grinning broadly. "Welcome back by the way. So you got a girlfriend now I haven't heard about or ?"

"Oh no, not a girlfriend, I am not that adventures. Just a good friend, who sometimes comes with benefits". Matt answered with a slight shrug.

 Sebastian chuckled softly. Well well, so Matt was getting down and dirty with some chick. He was running through every female friend of Matt he had ever met in his mind, trying to guess who…Sebastian did not like not knowing things.

 Matt rolled his eyes. "Forget it Sebby, I can see your brain working from here, you don't know her".

 It was then he heard footsteps on the stairs and turned to watch the woman striding down the steps towards them.

 Sebastian knew his mouth was hanging slightly open… she was honestly nothing like he had imagined. First thing he saw was some very high heeled boots and then long slim legs in leather pants so tight they looked painted on.

 The pants sat low on her sensual hips, her midriff bare and a short waistcoat only partly covered her ample breasts. She had a very beautiful face but wore way too much make-up for his taste. She had dark smokey eyes, ruby red lips and her hair was a mess of unruly dark waves.

 She walked like she owned the world, her hips swaying seductively and Sebastian felt his jeans getting uncomfortable tight in the crutch as he watched her. She oozed sensuality and sex in a dirty, gritty way.

 "Amber this is Sebastian Clarke, as you probably know. Sebastian, this lovely woman is Ambrosia". Matt introduced them.

 Sebastian grabbed her hand kissing it softly, giving her his best seductive glance through his long dark lashes. "She surely is".

 "Oh shit, seriously pretty boy, am I supposed to fall for that ? That has to be the cheesiest line ever". She snorted at him.

 Sebastian was confused, was she really laughing at him ? Women did not laugh at him unless he wanted them to. What the hell was Matt doing with a woman like this ? She was so not his type and on top of that quite annoying.

 "Cat got your famous silver tongue handsome, can't be easy when your only trick is batting those eyelashes". She chided him.

 Matt had a hard time not breaking into a fit of giggles and Sebastian shot him an annoyed look, he must have lost his mind to be sleeping with that hell cat.

 He smirked, well no reason to play the gentleman with this one then. "Oh no darling, just finding it utterly unnecessary to waste my time on someone this tacky and classless".

 "Yeah you better keep to the usual well-bred air headed bimbos, you always show off in the magazines and on the red carpet… it takes a man to handle a real woman". She spat at him.

 Oh, she was something else this one. "A woman yes, but I don't see a woman here, only a little conceited bitch".

 "Well I guess that polite gentleman is just a fake then, underneath you are just a stuck up snob with a tiny dick". She looked just about ready to blow fire, he thought amused.

 Matt was literally crying with laughter by now, holding his stomach and they both shot him a dirty look.

 She had quite a mouth on her, this one and Sebastian found himself wondering if she was as good as using it for more pleasurable tasks than throwing insults ? But she would probably bite off his dick if it got near her.

"Oh well I beg to differ on the last one darling". He stepped up to her, grabbed her hand and placed it on his now quite large erection. Their harsh banter aroused him.

 He had expected her to rip her hand away, to get embarrassed or angry, but instead she grabbed him hard through his pants, making him gasp.

 She looked up at him squeezing a little more. "Well well Sebby, you might not be useless after all, if you can just shut up and learn to do as you are told".

 "Oh no darling, see that is never going to happen, it would be you doing that. If you acted like a good little girl, I might consider fucking you". He hissed, throwing aside every last bit of gentleman, making Matt look a bit shocked.

She let go of him and shrugged. "Well too bad then, could have been fun, but no man fucks me. I am calling my own shots and I do the fucking".

 Sebastian was pissed at this insufferable foul mouthed bitch of a woman and he was insanely turned on at the same time, oh he would love to get this one on her knees begging for him.

 She walked over to Matt, who had composed himself. Then she kissed him quite inappropriately, which for some reason made Sebastian really annoyed.

 "Well see you soon Matt, give me a call if you wanna stop by the concert tomorrow". She said smiling at him, but Sebastian saw her eyes dart to himself. His reaction was important to her.

 Matt walked her to the door. "Take care Amber, I don't think so, not really my kind of music, but thanks for the invite".

 "Bye bye Sebby boy". She said in a sing-song voice before disappearing.

 Sebastians blood was boiling, oh she was going to bow to him sooner or later. He always got his way, especially with women and in his career.