Free Jett by Honey Palomino

didn’t think much of it.  He had a habit of talking a lot and then not saying much of anything for a long period of time.  He was hot and cold, but I was so buzzed I just didn’t care.
    Five minutes after we got to the hotel room, there was a knock on the door.  Colt looked at me curiously before answering it.
    “Expecting someone?” he asked.
    “That’ll be Rex.  Let him in.  He has a delivery for me.”
    “Another delivery? It better not be another suit,” he said, opening the door to Rex and the two women I had pointed out to him.  “What the fuck?”
    “Ma’am, do you need anything else?” Rex asked, completely ignoring Colt.
    “Nope, thanks, Rex.  See you tomorrow,” I said, pulling the two wide-eyed women into the room and closing the door.
    “Jett! It’s really you! Oh, my god, we thought he was lying!” the blonde said.
    “It’s so nice to meet you!  You’re my favorite, my very favorite!” the red-head squealed.  I laughed, pulling them over to the bar.
    “Thanks, girls.  Let’s get you two a drink!  This is Colt!” I gestured to an astonished Colt as the two girls looked at him incredulously.
    “Are you a biker?” the blonde asked.
    “Yeah, um…yeah, I am.”  Colt looked uncomfortable.
    “That’s really sexy,” the redhead said, walking up to him, and caressing his cut. “I’m Ginger.”
    “Ginger, huh?” Colt said, staring down at her. “Of course you are.”
    “I know, I know,” she said, fingering her red hair. “This is my friend Olivia.” She nodded to her friend, and they both stood there looking back and forth between the two of us.
    “C’mon, girls, let’s party!” I said, pouring them both shots from the bottle I was holding.
    “Jett,” Colt said, pulling me aside. “What the fuck are you doing?”
    “I’m doing what I do most every night of my life, Colt. Trying to relax, just unwinding a little,” I said.  My voice slurred, and I wished I wasn’t so drunk, but I was so far gone it just didn’t matter anymore.  All I could think about was forgetting everything that I had been so stressed out about, and the only way I knew how to do that was with a bottle and a few naked bodies.  If Colt wasn’t going to get naked with me, then I could easily find some others who would.  “Maybe you should join us.  You could use some relaxing, don’t you think?”
    “For fuck’s sake, Jett…” his voice trailed off as he walked away.  He sat on the couch, watching me as I began drinking with Olivia and Ginger.  The girls giggled and began talking to me again, going on and on about how much they loved me, and how they couldn’t believe they were actually here with me. 
    “Let’s forget about all that, and just have a good time, huh? This place has a state of the art stereo system, let’s use it!”  Within moments, the music was blaring through the walls, and the three of us were dancing around the room while Colt sat watching stoically.  I winked at him, and he shook his head and smiled.  
    “Don’t be such a stick in the mud!” I yelled to him, walking over to him and pulling him up. “Dance with me!” 
    “No way, Jett, what the fuck?” he growled.
    “Fine!” I said, pushing him away.  He sat back down on the couch, and I began dancing with the girls, our bodies undulating together to the pounding of the music.  I turned to Olivia, looking into her eyes, and then sunk my fingers into her blonde hair, pulled her head back and kissed her full on the lips, my tongue twirling with hers deliciously.  I pulled away, and kissed Ginger just as passionately.  
    I knew Colt was watching.  I knew it was turning him on.  I wanted him to watch.  My body was finally feeling alive for the first time all day, and if he wouldn’t kiss me, then I would do my damnedest to make him pay for it.
    The girls and I sank into the soft carpet, our clothes falling away, our limbs tangling together as we caressed and kissed and licked each other