Free Jett by Honey Palomino Page A

for the next few hours.  After a while, I forgot Colt was there, and I lost myself in the softness of their skin and the sweet sound of their moans echoing in the room.   

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    When I woke up, my cock reminded me of last night’s events.  It hadn’t forgotten for a second, and I had tossed and turned, trying to ignore the images that were running through my mind.  
    Jett, drunk.
    Jett, naked.
    Jett, tangled up on the floor with two of the hottest chicks I had even seen.  It was like a fantasy come to life, and it took strength that even I didn’t know I possessed to resist joining them on the floor in front of me, and fucking all three of them until they couldn’t walk anymore.  But I didn’t. 
    But, watch?  You bet your ass I did.  I couldn’t tear my eyes away, no matter how painful my throbbing cock had become. I was determined not to get involved with Jett, and apparently she was determined to make that as hard as fucking possible.  Along with my aching cock.
    What the fuck had I gotten myself into?  I groaned, and pulled myself from the couch. The girls had retreated to the bedroom when the sun came up, and I checked on them quickly before getting in the shower.  
    They looked like sleeping goddesses.  I shook my head.  If the guys in my club knew what I was dealing with here, they would have kicked me out of the club on principle alone for resisting. Maybe I was an idiot after all.
    I jumped in the shower, trying desperately to forget my raging erection. Finally, I gave up, and gave it the attention it was demanding. Visions of last night danced through my head, and I let them.  Jett, her head buried between Olivia’s thighs, her moans echoing through the room.  Jett, her head thrown back in ecstasy as Ginger fucked her, her fingers disappearing into her pussy.  The three of them kissing, their tongues tangling together as their tits pressed together.  It was the sexiest fucking thing I had ever seen, and the image that pushed me over the edge, my body finally finding a release from the built-up tension that I had been ignoring for hours.  I felt like fucking Superman. To resist a scene like that, I must have some kind of crazy superpowers.
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    I ordered room service.  If those girls weren’t ravenous when they woke up, I would be surprised.  When the knock came, I walked over to the door, and saw an envelope on the floor.  Apparently, it had been slid under the door at some point.  I picked it up, let the waiter in, tipped him, and closed the door behind him.
    I heard rustling in the other room as I opened the unmarked envelope.  When I saw the contents, my stomach turned.

    Jett, 
    You’re too good for that biker. 
    He’s filthy. 
    Soon, you’ll be clean again, and you’ll be all mine.  
    Soon, pretty lady, very, very soon.  
    I love you, Jack.

    Rage raced through my veins.  So this asshole was watching us.  He had seen me.  Good.  Because the motherfucker had better get used to it.
    I hope you got a good look, prick, I thought to myself, because I’m going to rip your eyes right out of your head when I catch you.
    ****
    “I’m bringing in reinforcements,” I said to Jett after we boarded the bus for the drive.  “And I’m firing Rex.”
    “Reinforcements?” she asked. “Who?”
    “I’m going to have one of my brothers come join us.  We need someone to stand guard outside your hotel room, your green room, wherever you are, twenty-four, seven.  Crazy Jack is getting too fucking close.”
    “Okay, whatever you think is the right thing to do.”  I had showed her the note I found when she woke up, and the fear in her eyes killed me. In the bright morning light, she wasn’t drunk anymore, and she quickly kicked the girls out of the room and sent them on their way.  “Rex’s shift ends at midnight.  I guess he has to sleep, too.  I usually just let Seth make those decisions, but you’re right, Colt.”
    “Damn right I’m