*Amber*
"Is everything ready in the dressing rooms ?" Amber was looking at her assistant Anna.
Anna, who was a young girl with short spiky black hair and a lot of piercings, nodded vigorously. "Yep, everything is exactly as ordered". "Good, I don't want any trouble tonight, Sam can be quite temperamental". Amber said. She, if anyone, knew that rock stars weren't always easy to work with, and Sam Quincy who was performing tonight was especially troublesome. She was looking at the VIP list and remembered Matt’s request. "Oh Anna, could you put two tickets and backstage passes out for Matt ? He is coming tonight". "Of course... Are you still not getting serious with him ? I didn't think this was his kind of music". Anna said. She knew about Matt as the only one, and only because she had walked in on them once. Amber rolled her eyes. "No Anna, and it never will be anything but fun. I love Matt, but only as a friend, he would be way too high maintenance to date". "Well I think he is kind of cute… hey did you say two tickets ? Is he bringing someone ?" Anna looked curious. Amber groaned, not only did she have to deal with a pampered rock star, she also had to put up with that stuck up snob. "Yeah, he is bringing Sebastian Clarke". "Oh God for real ? He is so gorgeous, have you met him ?" Anna suddenly looked all dreamy eyed. Amber looked like she was about to be sick. "Not you too... yes I met him, he is a snobbish stuck up asshole". "Really, he always seems so nice and gentleman-like, I can't believe he isn't". Anna said. Amber walked down toward the dressing rooms. She felt she better check everything was in order herself. "Believe it, being a gentleman is just an act".*Sebastian*
"Where do you think she is ?" Sebastian was looking at Matt, they had just entered the backstage area.
Matt looked around. "Well probably taking care of the star, that is part of her job after all, lets see if we can find her or her assistant Anna". Sebastian hadn't known what to wear. He didn't really know what she liked a man looking like, so he ended up wearing his black jeans, a light blue T-shirt and his old leather jacket, thinking he would at least fit in somewhat. Looking at the people backstage Sebastian admittedly felt a bit old and out of place, everyone else looking very rock and roll, showing off piercings and tattoos and sporting hair in every colour of the rainbow. "Matt sweetie". A female voice half screamed and Sebastian saw a petite girl with black spikey hair, military boots, and an attire of piercings coming their way. Matt hugged the girls tightly. "Hey Anna, this is Sebastian, but I think you already know that.. Sebastian, this is Amber's assistant Anna". "Well hello darling, don't you look stunning tonight". Sebastian grabbed her hand kissing it softly, turning on the charming gentleman without even thinking. Anna giggled and blushed like a schoolgirl, well old Sebastian still got it, he thought to himself. "Oh you are just trying to charm me, and Amber said you weren't charming at all". "Well Anna, maybe Amber has just been working with these rock stars too long to know what a gentleman is". He said winking. He heard a snort behind him and then Amber's voice. "Or maybe Amber is just smart enough to call you on your bullshit Sebby boy". He snapped around, glaring at her. Oh lord she looked sexy, wearing thigh high boots, a pleated mini skirt and a very tight white button down shirt, which was only sparsely buttoned to cover her breasts. "Why don't you snap a picture ? It will last you longer and you can enjoy it when you are alone". She smirked as she twirled one of her braids around her hand. Oh he would love to grab those braids, making her use that naughty mouth for something better… ‘Fuck Sebastian snap out of it’, he thought, ‘she is so not your type’. "If I wanna look at cheap whores the internet has a better selection". "Sebastian ! That was out of line, what the fuck is wrong with you ?" Matt was looking angrily at him and Anna looked shocked, Amber tried to contain a laugh. Okay, it was out of line, and it wasn't like he would usually talk to a woman like that, she just really got under his skin and for some fucked up reason she enticed him sexually at the same time, which made him even more annoyed. "You are right Matt, Sorry I shouldn't talk to you like that in public, please accept my apologies Amber". He tried not to let his annoyance show, by sending her a sweet smile. She rolled her eyes at him, making his palm itch, oh this one needed a spanking. Her voice was sarcastic. "Well the heartfelt apology is accepted darling". "You two got to stop this". Matt said, as he went over to hug her tightly, she stuck out her tongue at Sebastian over his shoulder.*Amber*
Okay maybe she was being a bit childish, but he was just so annoying and it was so much fun to make him crack that debonair shell of his, showing him for what he really was.
But the look he sent her now actually frightened her a bit, he was really pissed off. At the same time she felt herself clench her thighs together, what the hell was that about ?There was this fire in his eyes and it did weird things to her. Was it that she liked the defiance, the idea of breaking him and making him bow to her will ? Or did the Alpha male in him entice her, but why would it, she was a dom, she liked men to do as they were told, didn’t she ?
"Anna, could you please show them to the VIP area, the concert is about to start". Amber said to her assistant, who nodded, probably happy to get some time to talk to Sebastian. She put a hand on Matt’s arm. "See you after the show ? No running out on me". She kind of tended to get a bit tense and stressed during those big concerts, and she might want a good shag to get her to relax after, so Matt being around would be nice. When they had gone with Anna, she hurried of to make sure that Sam Quincy got on stage in time, which wasn't always easy, he had a tendency to do stupid things. "Get out now or I call security, Sam has to be on stage in five minutes". She had just walked into to dressing room finding Sam fucking two groupies looking way too young to be legal. The girls ran out giggling and screaming and Sam Quincy looked at her. "You are no fun Amber, and you won't even fuck me". "Get ready Sam, your audience is waiting and we both know you don't really want me to fuck you again". She said with a smirk. She had slept with him once, but he was actually really boring in bed and she might have scared him just a bit. At least Sam got ready and she could get him on stage, she was looking forward to this evening to end.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