*Matthew*
He turned and looked at Sebastian, he looked possibly fuming, his cheeks flushed and his eyes burning. Matthew had never seen his friend like this before. "What the hell Seb ?"
"Well, she was being an obnoxious bitch". He said, crossing his arms on his chest, not at all acting like the Sebastian he knew. And he actully knew that Sebastian was not always the impeccable gentleman he liked to pretend.
Matt was shaking his head. "Well and this is exactly why I have never introduced the two of you, I knew there would be sparks flying".
He had known that Amber would probably rub Sebastian the wrong way, and that Amber would find Sebastian’s flirtatious manners laughable and silly, his two best friends just really weren't compatible.
"Do you have a death wish or something Matt, bedding that succubus ?" Sebastian looked at him wide eyed and suspicious.
Matt grinned, well Sebastian didn’t really know his preference for letting the woman be in charge. "Oh I promise you that it is well worth the risk".
"So you have known her for a long time ?" Sebastian was suddenly seeming very interested.
Matt knew that look in his friend's eyes, Sebastian was seeing a challenge to be won here. Something new for him to conquer. "Yes, Sebastian and she is a really good friend, and not something to be played with".
"Well aren't you playing with her or is she the one calling all the shots Matt ?" Sebastian asked him with a grin.
Matt just shook his head. "Well Sebby you see, you and I have somewhat different preferences in that department and Amber is definitely not a woman for you. She would eat you up and spit you out".
"Oh so you think that, do you Matt ? You seriously think I can't tame that bitch ?" Sebastian looked at him smirking.
Matt knew Amber very well and he knew Sebastian pretty well too. They were actually pretty similar, Amber was just much more open about her preferences, where Sebastian on the outside was always the perfect gentleman.
"Well I think you can't get anywhere whatsoever with her, you are not really her type Sebastian". He smirked back.
Sebastian got that mischievous look on his face that Matt knew would end in trouble. "Well Matt, I say I can, so what about a little wager ? Loser springs for next year's holiday".
"I don't know Sebastian. She is my friend too, I don't wanna see her hurt". Matt didn’t like this, on the other hand it might be fun to watch. He was quite sure Sebastian would get his hands full. It might not be nice, but his friend could use Being taken down a nudge.
Sebastian looked thoughtful. "Unless you have feelings for her. I mean more than friendly feelings, because then I wouldn't want to get in the middle".
Had he ? No he didn’t think so, he might have had a long time ago, but he was quite clear about the fact that he wouldn't be able to keep up with her on a daily basis and well, Sebastian wouldn’t get anywhere with her, so it wouldn't really matter.
"Don't worry about that Sebastian, Amber and I are just friends, but I have to warn you, You are getting in over your head with this one". Matt answered.
Matt went into the kitchen and Sebastian followed him saying. "We will see about that, so the bet is: if I sleep with her, you will pay for my vacation next year ?"
"Oh no Sebastian, I am not falling for that. You could just give in to her whims then, she seemed to quite like at least a part of you". Matt answered, knowing that if Sebastian complied to Ambers rules, she would probably fuck him at least just to try him.
Sebastian looked at him waiting for an answer. "Well then, what do I have to get her to do to win ?"
"If you get her to beg you to fuck her on your premises. If you manage to get her to let you take total control of her, then you win". Matt answered, chuckling a bit to himself, knowing that would never happen.
Sebastian looked at him with a grin, he seemed to like the idea. "Well that is a deal then, now call her and say we will be coming by that concert tomorrow".
*Amber*
Amber was just walking in her front door when her phone started to buzz. She looked at it, it was Matt, what did he want already ? "Hi Matt, what's up ?"
"Hi Amber, I was just thinking, you know that concert tomorrow, we would like to swing by". His voice was a bit uncertain.
She smiled, it was not very often she could get Matt to come to one of the koncerts she was promoting. "Cool, I make sure to leave a ticket and backstage pass for you".
"Well darling could you make it two ? Sebastian wants to come to". He asked, sounding like he expected her to bite his head off. Which was what she mostly wanted.
She groaned loudly. "Why Matt ? Why would you bring that stuck up insufferable prick ?"
"Well because he is my friend too, and he is not really that bad Amber, you two just kind of got off on the wrong foot. Please, for me ?" He pleaded.
She sighed, outside the bedroom she had a hard time saying no to Matt when he was pleading. "Okay okay I leave two then, one for you and one for Mr. Smart ass Clarke".
"See you tomorrow then darling, sleep well". Matt ended their conversation.
She was in a bad mood now, why did he have to bring that infuriating snob ? Well yeah he was kind of handsome and sexy too, and by the feel of it very well equipped. Hadn't he been so obnoxious she might have fucked him, except she got the feeling that he was not the submissive type.
They would probably just end up fighting for control quite literally, no better to stay clear of that one. She could smell when a man was trouble, and Sebastian Clarke was no doubt trouble.
She pulled off her clothes, took a long hot shower and put on some old sweatpants and a snug sweater. Then she settled into her couch and watched some tv before calling it an early night, knowing the next day would be taxing.
Small warning to the faint of heart.. this chapter is quite graphic sexually.. and will contain anal sex + double penetration ... if this is not for you ... just skip it. *Annabelle* Fuck ... busted. I guess I should have known it would happen at some point. I haven't really done much to hide it. Maybe I wanted to get caught ... but why would I want that. I don't really want to lose Sam. I like him. Terry's mouth curls up in a devil-like grin. "Well she would certainly deserve that ... so I am up for it, as long as it's all about her ... right ? no ... you know ...". "No worries Terry, I only want to see her get all she can take with a cherry on top. I have no ... interest in you". Sam answers. "Great ... we agree then". Terry lets his eyes run over me. "Let's get to it then, someone is waiting here all ready and ... wet". I shake my head, struggling against the handcuffs. "Oh no ... no ... I haven't agreed to this. Sorry Sam, sorry for what I did, you did not deserve it ... but
*Terry* "Listen Terry ... could I just talk to you". Sam has just knocked on my trailer door during a small break. He looks kinda serious. "Sure come on in". I step aside and he walks in. He looks around. "Belle isn't here is she ?". "No, she is having her lunch break". I am wondering if I will have time to fuck her when she get back, before I have to be on set. Sam sigh. "Good ... because this is about her. I know you are ... that you two are ... sex, I know you two are having sex". "Okay ... yeah we are ... she wanted me to keep it secret, so ...". I say. "That's because she is dating me ... that's why she wanted you to keep it a secret, she thought I wouldn't know". He taps his foot. I know my eyes go wide. "Say what ? You and her ? How long". "Since about six weeks before we came here ... so she was with me first". He looks conflicted. "Apparently I am not enough". "Damn, I am sorry Sam ... if I had known I wouldn't have … she never mentioned". I feel kinda bad about
2 weeks later *Sam* "That took you long enough". I look up as Annabelle walks into the hotel apartment. She had stayed as Terry needed her help. She smiles at me. "Sorry babe, you know Terry, he can be so ... demanding at times. I better catch a shower". "Hug me first". I say walking over to her. Why am I doing this, torturing myself ? I kind of know … I mean I am not dumb, but I ignore it, pretend not to know that she is fucking Terry. "Okay then". She is a bit reluctant, but she hugs me, kissing me softly. She smells of Terry and of ... sex. How can she think I won't notice ? But for some reason this does really weird things to me, and I feel my body respond, imagining what Terry did to her, wondering if she is sore. And before I realize I have her pressed against the wall, kissing her hard and demanding. She breaks the kiss. "Sam ... I need a shower". "Shower can wait ... I can't". I refuse to let her go, on the other hand she is not really trying to get away. "I can't wait
1 week later* Annabelle*"You know what you need Annie ?" Terry say with one of those cheeky grins that I have gotten used to. We are in his trailer, he is done for today, but Sam wont be done for another two or three hours. I roll my eyes, knowing he will probably say something inappropriate or silly. "No but I guess you are the man to tell me. So what do I need ?" "Cock". He say, making me almost choke on the sip of water I just had. I don't know, there is just something about dirty words said in that accent. He grins. "Well sorry but you look like you need a good fucking". Worst thing is, he is completely right. These last couple of days Sam has worked long days and been totally exhausted, so I hadn't had any for two days, and I am horny as hell. "Oh so I do now". "Yup without a doubt". He gets up, that infernal tongue running over his bottom lip. "I get it, I totally do ... I mean out here the pickings are rather ... thin". "Oh so what you are really saying is that you are g
*Annabelle* I knock on the door to Terry's trailer and hear him tell me to come on in. I open the door and walk inside. "Hi Terry, I wondered if you needed a hand...". "Oh hi Annie". He says smiling. He is only wearing his ever present black jeans. His chiseled chest bare. "I thought it might be someone from the wardrobe. But if it's no bother, I prefer having my assistant helping me with the costume". "Sure, no problem". I say trying to keep my eyes away from his bare chest. "I am here to tend to whatever needs you have". A smirk slid over Terry's face, his eyes sparkling in a mischievous way. "So where are you from Annie ? Is it a slight Canadian accent I can hear ?" "You have a good ear for accents". I tell him, being rather impressed, most people can't hear. "I was born in Canada, but moved to LA when I was 22, so that's 15 years now". There is a knock on the door and I hurry over to open. The wardrobe assistant carries in his costume and he sends her a sweet smile. "If you
Book 5: Three is the magic number *Annabelle* "Oh God". His voice is strained as he finds his second release for the evening, slumping down beside me on the bed. I turn on my side, running my fingers over his broad chest. The generous cover of dark hair damp from the recent exercise. I flex my fingers, scraping my nails over his skin, watching the muscles contract and I hear a soft chuckle from him. "Seriously Belle ? Are you telling me you haven't had enough ?" I bite my lip, not really knowing what to say. I really like Sam, and the sex is good, actually it is great. It is just like I can't get enough and I know I have been exhausting the poor man for these past five weeks we have been dating. "It's just that you are so damn sexy. I just can't get enough of you". "A man could start to doubt his own skills". He lifts himself up on one elbow, watching me with one of those small smirks. "If it wasn't for you being such a vocal woman and well a truly bad actress". I slap him on th