The Awards Show Ch. 03

Half an hour later, Jet was entering the party, followed by her tall companion. They parted soon after with a soft touch of their hands before heading towards their respective groups.

"Jet, hey, I'm so glad you still showed up. We were worried that Rhett had stolen you away." Leslie smiled as she approached.

"What? Of course not. He was just kind enough to walk around with me a little bit. It was nice." Jet tried to seem surprised, but she was pretty sure that was the last thing that her face was conveying.

Leslie made her way towards her and led her over towards the drink table.

"Listen, it's not really my business to say anything, but he is totally into you. I mean the looks he was giving you at dinner, damn girl. I think you have a real shot at him if you're interested." She gossiped like a teenager girl towards Jet and she couldn't help but smile as she formulated how to respond.

"I think I might be. He's pretty hot huh?"

"Uh...yea...if I wasn't taken, I'd want to see what he was hiding in those pants. I mean did you see his hands? I bet he's huge everywhere." Jet blushed a little, thinking to herself how she already knew that Leslie was spot on with that one.

"Who knows, maybe I'll see what he's up to after the party." Jet tried to play things off a little.

"I thought when you wanted to get some air that maybe you were going to get a little taste of him before you got here." She laughed a little and handed Jet a glass of champagne. There must have been something that crossed Jet's face then because Leslie's face completely fell and she froze.

"Oh. My. God. You didn't? Jet?" Jet smiled a little and her cheeks burned.

"What?" She was desperately trying to play this off.

"What did you do with him?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Dish...please...come on we're friends now, especially after you've seen me naked doing everything I did for the movie. You know I won't tell anyone, not even Thanh."

"We may have hooked up a little before we left the awards dinner."

"Hooked up? Give me more than that, come on."

"Let's just say that you are 100% right about what he's hiding in those pants." Jet raised an eyebrow and took a sip of her drink.

"I'm so insanely jealous right now, and I totally can't believe it. Aren't you dating that girl...what's her name? Janice?"

"Jane and we're barely dating. I mean she's so flaky, who the hell knows."

"How's the champagne ladies?" At that moment, Link spoke behind them and they both turned around with shocked looks on their faces.

"It's uh..." Rhett came into view to his side with a questioning look on his face aimed at Jet. She wondered how much either of them had heard of her conversation with Leslie and it mortified her. "It's not bad. I don't think there's an actual bar in this place, so..." Jet made eye contact with the tall man and smiled lightly.

"Yea, we haven't found a bar either. Basically everybody's just chatting. You know we were talking about it, and we were thinking maybe you guys would want to team up on things. Rhett loved your movie and now that we met you, well you seem pretty cool. I think a collab might work. So, I thought we'd catch you before people left." Link spoke and Rhett stood next to him smiling, his eyes seemed locked on Jet.

"I'm down for it, but I'm just an actress. If you wanted a script written, Jet is incredible as you know, and Charlie is just phenomenal." Leslie looked up with a grin as Charlie came over.

"Hey fellas, what's going on?" Charlie had already had more than a few drinks as he sauntered up with his wife.

"Not much, just talking with the ladies about a collab for all of us. Rhett cannot stop raving about your film." He looked at the larger man.

"Yea, it really touched me and I think it would be incredible to work on something all together." Rhett chimed in.

"Which one of you usually writes, because that would be the first step is seeing if you can convince Jet to get together and write something. Although, I have to warn you, most of what she writes is explicit." Charlie was free-flowing with information as the alcohol coursed through him.

"Well, we have been looking at doing some dramatic work, maybe you and I could work out a script together." Rhett turned to her.

"It could happen. I'll have to give you my number after this." Jet smiled at him softly.

"Here, just give it to me now and then we won't forget." Rhett walked around to her and handed her his phone. On the screen was a new contact started with the name 'Jet - The Incredible.' She caught her lip and looked up at him before tapping on the screen and starting to type in her phone number.

"There, now you have it. Just message me and I'll have yours. But, I think we all come as a package deal, because it was amazing to work with these guys." Jet smiled at them and tipped back her drink.

Jett's phone buzzed with a message. She looked down and it was from Rhett. The words nearly made her cough up the champagne that she just downed.

'Are you still wet from earlier? Can you feel my cum in your panties?' Jet knew she was blushing as she looked up at Rhett who had a smile on his face.

"If you'll excuse me, I need another glass." Jet gave everyone a grin and walked back over to the drink table.

Jet grabbed a drink, and was stopped on her way back by a handsome dark haired man.

"Hi, I'm Chester. I saw you getting the award for best script and I had to say hello. I loved the dialogue in your film." Jet got caught by his brown eyes suddenly. He had incredibly long lashes and it was enough to captivate her for a second.

"Hi, Jet. I'm very flattered thank you." Her phone buzzed in her clutch as she spoke and Jet ignored it although she couldn't help the thought that it was Rhett and she was dying to know what he had to say.

"Can I ask you what made you write such an open and revealing script? I mean it takes a lot of guts to really put yourself out there if it was autobiographical, but I don't want to presume it was or anything." Jet couldn't help but focus in on Chester. He really was very handsome and to see him so interested in her work made her feel good.

"You know I write explicit stuff a lot, and I read a bunch too. So, I just kept noticing that all the stories I saw written by men just weren't capturing what was going on in the light I understood. So, I guess I just sat down and wrote what I thought."

"Wow. I mean don't get me wrong the directing and acting were incredible, but the words, just blew me away. I know this is a little forward, but I was wondering if maybe you and I could have lunch sometime. I would love to really dig in and ask some questions about certain pieces and about your process." Jet felt like she was dreaming. Here she was in the midst of some type of hot love tryst with one man and another was practically asking her out. What the hell was going on?

"Here, let me get your number and I'll text you so you'll have mine. Then, you can just message me to set something up and we'll get together." Jet took her phone from her purse and moved it to her messages. "Give me one second, looks like I have a message..." She clicked on Rhett's message so it would come up and felt her cheeks flush instantly.

'Naughty girl, talking to him when you have sex glow on your face from me. I should come over there and spank you.'

"Oh sorry, what's the number?" Chester rattled it off and she typed it in sending him a quick hello.

"By the way, I'm hoping it might be kind of a date if we get together. I'm not sure if you're seeing anyone or not..."

"No one serious and I'd love to go out sometime." Jet figured whatever was happening with Rhett was likely to be a one night fling anyways, so why not hedge her bets.

"Great. Well, hey, I'm going to let you get back to what you were doing, but it was absolutely my pleasure to meet you Jet and congratulations on your award.

"Thank you Chester and I'm sure I'll see you again."

"Let's make it soon, huh?" He gave her an incredible smile and walked off as Jett made her way back towards her friends.

"Was that Chester Amsley?" Leslie asked her instantly when she came back.

"I didn't catch his last name, but he did say Chester." Jet smiled back at her.

"He is big on TV and only getting bigger. I heard he was cast in some pretty high profile film that is scheduled to start shooting later this year." Thanh chimed in.

"Yea and he's gorgeous. Did you get his number?"

"I did, and I think he actually asked me out." Jet looked up to catch Rhett's face with an eyebrow raised.

He pulled his phone up and sent a message. A moment later, Jet heard her phone go off. She didn't even go for it, instead just trying to get back into the conversation a little more.

"Oh, there's Lou. We should go say Hi." Link grabbed Rhett's shoulder and made a motion towards the other side of the room. He nodded towards the group and he and Rhett walked off.

As they continued to talk, Jet pulled out her phone once more checking her text, and sure enough it was a message from Rhett.

'Trying to make me jealous? It won't work. I'm just going to have to make you scream my name later so you'll never forget it.' God, she thought she had a way with words, but Rhett had her getting wet all over again.

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Another hour went by and Jet didn't even see her tall man. She was getting tired of the glitz and glam and at this point wanted to rip off her dress and her heels and just curl up in the over-sized robe the hotel gave her. The night had caught up to her and she was considering leaving.

"Guys, I'm exhausted. I think I'm going to go back to the hotel room and crash out." She smiled at Charlie who was past drunk at this point.

"You know I think we should head out too." He slurred and gestured to his wife. She nodded enthusiastically and the three of them said goodnight to Leslie and Thanh and headed towards the door.

Jet had to help catch Charlie as he nearly tripped over the threshold before they found themselves in the anteroom getting their coats. The concierge was nice enough to call a cab, and in another few moments, they were greeted with the outside air and Jet felt like she could breathe again. It was then she realized that she hadn't said goodbye to Rhett or even tried to coordinate with him on meeting up.

"You're coming in the same car right? I mean we're at the same hotel." Charlie made a goofy face as she spoke and Jet nodded. She supposed it wasn't meant to be for the rest of the night with Rhett.

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Half an hour later, Jet walked into her room. Wrangling Charlie had been quite an ordeal and as she bent to take off her shoes, she tossed her purse into her open suitcase. Jet heard her phone then and moved over to get it.

'Where are you? I think we're heading out soon and I was wondering if you wanted to share a cab.' Rhett had sent her a message, and she kicked herself for not going back in to check in with him, although she really had no obligation to do so.

Jet decided the best thing she could do was just be honest and let the chips fall where they may.

'Had to help get Charlie back to the hotel. I'm in my room getting comfortable. I'm sorry I missed you, maybe next time.'

'Can I come over? I'd like to finish what we started.' Rhett's answer came as Jet was unfastening her dress. When she was done getting the tape off as much as she could without a shower, she stopped to message back.

'I'm already undressed and heading for a shower. You missed seeing me all pretty still.' Jet was too tired to play coy. She was trying to make Rhett understand that he might not be ready to see her like that. He had been attracted to her at her absolute best, now she was ready to be comfortable and to be honest he wasn't going to stop her at this point.

It was then her phone rang. It was him, and she was not expecting it at all.

"Hello?" She tried to be coy over the phone; although she wasn't sure she was pulling it off.

"Hey. Are you really telling me you don't want me to come over? Or are you playing coy, because I can never tell over text." Rhett was being completely open with her and she loved it. It was so refreshing to have a guy that wasn't into games and was just being honest.

"I want you to, but I already have my dress off, and all that. I guess I figured you wanted the whole package from earlier, so we could just maybe go out another time or something."

"I don't want to wait Jet. I want you, all of you, tonight. Your dress is not what impressed me, although it did look good. But, to be honest, I wanted you out of that dress, so you just saved me the trouble." His smooth voice had her heart speeding up. She took stock for a moment, only to realize she wasn't that tired. She was just tired of being dressed up. Of course, she was craving that shower to finally get all of the makeup off her face and relax.

"I don't know, the shower is calling to me." She let a little sultriness slip into her own voice now.

Rhett growled a little low in his throat. "I tell you what. We are about to get a car. What if I just came by and at least kissed you goodnight. Then, if you decided to send me away, I'll go, and you can shower. If not, then we'll shower together." Now this man was full of temptations. He did want her.

"How long would it take you to get to the Hilton?"

"20 minutes. That's the Hotel I'm at anyways, so it works out. I'm on the 10th floor, where are you, because if you're next door then it's just fate."

"I'm on the 4th floor, sorry. I suppose, though, if you're already going to be here a goodnight kiss wouldn't be so bad. I can't promise anything else, but that...that I could do. But, I'm not putting my dress back on for you."

"I'll change to casual clothes, that way you won't feel pressured. So, what are you wearing if not your dress?" His voice was playful now and Jet felt her body respond even more. Her pussy watered at just the thought of Rhett standing in her doorway. His lips were so warm and soft earlier, and she wanted that feeling again.

"Panties and a robe."

"Oh...oh baby...text me your room number we're about to get in the cab and I need to make sure I'm not hard in front of Link." He laughed a little and hung up.

Jet sighed and stared at her phone for a moment. Then, she relinquished control to her desires and messaged him. From there, she sat and waited, unsure of what to do next. She wanted to take her hair down and out of the bun, but the amount of pins and hairspray might be a little crazy. Regardless she decided it was worth it and set to the task. Before long, her hair was down in waves and curls around her shoulders. The deep brown of the color stood out against the robe and with a careful toss in front of the mirror she thought she looked enticing. It was just a kiss though, right? Rhett would see her and kiss her because he wanted to leave things on a good note that was it. There was no way he would want her after she had let herself relax this much.

Jet put on her playlist through her phone of sexy 80s and 90s rock, and relaxed back into the bed, cuddled in her robe. If he didn't come, she could at least picture his face, because she was going to definitely need to get off again before she could sleep. The man really did captivate her tonight.

Only a few minutes later, there was knock at the door. Jet sprang up, and headed over. Prince played in the background as she put on a smile before opening it. Sure enough, there was Rhett. He had on a black t-shirt and jeans with flip-flops, looking sexy still in all his casual glory. His eyes lit up and a smile tilted off to the side completed the look.

"Did you really think you'd look worse, because you look a million times better." He grazed down her body with his eyes and she couldn't help but smile at him.

"I hope you don't mind, I let the hair down too."

"Mind? You are so hot right now. Can I come in, because I'm about to get hard standing in the hallway, which could be embarrassing." His teeth shown as his grin widened.

"For a kiss, yes. I can't promise anything else." She opened the door wider and he stepped inside. As he approached, she had to look up to see his face. He was even taller now that she wasn't wearing heels.

He turned and sat a small duffle bag on the table before approaching her even further. Jet felt her heart racing as she looked up into his face.

"What did you bring with you?" Her eyebrow rose as he approached closer.

"For every item I tell you about, can I have an extra kiss?" He grinned and she couldn't help but get more and more excited.

"Let's start with one kiss and I'll tell you if you should just go so I can shower. Although, you're so much taller now, I feel bad making you lean."

"Come on, I'm only a foot taller." He smiled and she realized she had backed herself up to the bed. An idea hit her then. Jet turned stepping up onto the bed and making herself about 6 inches taller than he was. Rhett nodded in appreciation and slid his large hands around her face, cupping it. He pulled her down and their lips met. The welcoming softness of his beard and moustache reminded her of just how good it felt to be with him earlier that night. Jet pulled back after that kiss and looked at him.

"That was nice. So, should we say goodnight now?" Jet knew her face was already flushed as Rhett's right hand traveled down the robe and he started to pull up the bottom just enough to get his hand on her skin.

"I really hope you don't mean that. If you do tell me and I'll leave, but if not just ask me what's in the bag. I seriously won't force anything, but..." His fingers slid around her calf slowly and it was enough to send fire through her.

"What was the deal? Was it a kiss for every item you tell me about in the bag?"

"Yes, man you're skin's warm." Rhett looked into her eyes and his own were filled with lust.

"Tell me something in the bag Rhett."

"There's a bottle of Maker's Mark we had in our room. I figured you and I might want a drink a little stronger than champagne." He smiled and then pulled her mouth to his again. This time their lips were further open and the kiss was wet, ending with a tug on her lower lip with his. At the same time his fingers slid up her leg to her knee and she felt her pussy water for more. His other hand had slid into her hair and it felt as if he could cup her entire skull.

"What else?"

"There's a bottle of Coke, to mix the Maker's with." His fingers made their way further up her thigh as she initiated the kiss this time by licking along his slightly parted lips before softly pressing into them.

"Man you can kiss." He sighed the words out.

"What else Rhett, tell me more."

"There's a stick of deodorant so I don't start stinking too much...because I really want to get sweaty with you." He growled a little as his hand slid the rest of the way up to her panties. His lips moved to her jawline just beneath her ear. Jet slid her fingers into his hair, which somehow still held its shape.

"Oh, Rhett, I...what else..." His tongue slid along her neck before he placed a soft kiss to her throat and his hand left her hair sliding into her robe meeting her other leg.

"I brought my soap because I'm really hoping I get to take that shower with you." His fingers slid her panties down and she stepped out of them as he tossed them to the side. He paused then and untied her robe, exposing her fully.

Jet ran her fingers through his hair as he leaned forward placing a kiss on her sternum. "Is that...is that everything?" She said the words in a breathy tone.

"No. I also brought a bucket of ice; can't have a warm drink." His lips trailed downward kissing along her stomach. Jet ran her fingers through his hair over and over, feeling herself get warmer and warmer.