Melodies and Promises

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Camie gasped as he pulled her down into his side. "Jett..." she sighed. "You're right hard working men don't get much sleep but they also don't go out doing drugs. You're not like most hard working men Jett." she said and sighed rubbing his arm. "Please get some sleep. You never get any sleep and it concerns me. You would be worried if I didn't get sleep too please." she pleaded. She moved from his hand not liking being tickled when this really was serious. She didn't want to talk tonight anyways. She couldn't yell at him in this state. But the truth was that she couldn't remember what they were fighting about to begin with.

"Drugs?" He snorted. "Only drugs if they harm you. They helps me sleep, sweets. I've barely slept since I met you." He had to squint a bit to see her clearly. Laughing, he squeezed her and kissed behind her ear running his tongue along her ear shell, "I would be very concerned." Jett wrapped himself around her strong arms around her waist and one heavy leg pulling her to him comfortably when she pushed him away. "Stop pushing me away." He frowned and pulled her tighter to him. "I can't sleep with you here anyways." Jett mumbled.

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Camie gasped as his tongue expertly moved over her skin making her needy. "I am very concerned for you not sleeping!" she whispered and cupped his cheek. This was so hard. She was pushing away so she could leave the bed and he could sleep. Camie sighed. "If you can't sleep with me here then I need to leave because you haven't slept in at least a week. Please Jett." she pleaded and curled in close to him nuzzling his jaw. "The only way I can keep it together right now is if you go to sleep. Otherwise you have a lot of explaining to do." she said and then looked up into his beautiful eyes.

"I sleep." he said. "Just in pieces. You don't have to be concerned, I can take care of myself. I know what I'm doing." he ran his nose along hers and smiled, something he did a lot when high. "Shhhhh! I'd rather not sleep and have you here." he closed his eyes and rested against her his chest heaving and lowering with each long dragged breath as he waited for the high to calm. "Issss okay, sweets. You sleep. No one has to do any explaining at this ridiculous hour." he rubbed her back with his hand slipping it under her shirt so he could feel her warm skin against his cold hand. It was cold at night.

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Camie sighed. She loved this attention but she wondered who else had been in his arms that night. "Okay but after you tell me one thing... Did you... Were you... With anyone..." She didn't know how to fraze the question. She wanted his body to be hers just like he wanted hers to be his and only his. It wasn't to much to ask right? So only asked him to treat her like he wanted to be treated... Well with a few obvious exceptions. Camie looked up at him in the dark.

His eyes opened and he hooked his leg around her tightly. She was not leaving without his permission. They were red and swollen still but yet, even in this extreme condition, he still had full control over what he wanted to happen to himself. "Stop." he pulled her down and blew little kisses over her warm neck. She was always so warm. "No, I don't want anyone else." he breathed, his familiar minty breath enveloping her.

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Camie smiled softly her body instantly reacting to his lips on her neck. Se moaned softly. "Okay." she said and giggled. "But I am not going to be able to sleep if you keep doing that." she whispered and curled up into him entangling herself with him as he had with her. She let her arm rest over his waist and she laid her head on his shoulder and yawned. "You stink." she teased truthfully. He smelled like a bar and something else strange to her. Camie kissed his jaw once then nuzzled up under him and closed her piercing and demanding greek eyes. She had had a very long day and at the moment all she could think of was her one dream she had always had. She wanted to travel the world. So she let her thoughts of what it could be like drift her to sleep.

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"Doing what?" He rolled higher so he was lingering over her and held her before completely getting off the bed. "Sorry, angel. I just... I just really needed to sleep tonight. You stay here, I'll be downstairs in the morning." He trailed his fingers down her neck and smiled. He felt breezy, comfortable, and in a really good mood. Closing the door, he turned behind his shoulder to take a good glance at her before crashing onto the upstairs lounge room couch instead of the guest room. He woke, as always, before 6AM the next day and was already headed downstairs to a familiar delicious scent. Mariana was back!

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Camie smiled as he pulled back. He did need sleep but he would sleep better in his own bed. "Goodnight Jett." she whispered already missing him as she pulled the covers over her head and curled up into a ball once he had shut the door. She hugged her knees and sighed knowing it was going to take a while to get to sleep now. In the morning she woke feeling sick to her stomach before she realized how little she had eaten. Camie pulled a robe over her nightgown and went down stairs seeing Marianna. Jett was down stairs as promised. Camie stopped what ever Marianna was doing and hugged her tightly. "Thank you." she whispered grateful for her. Camie pulled back blushing and then sat beside Jett. Once food was placed in front of her she started to eat like she hadn't for a week. Once she was done with one plate she asked for another.

Jett stood up as soon as Camie was down. He pulled a chair beside his on the island, no traces of the eventful last night visible. He wore something lazy and comfortable with a pair of socks which was unusual outside of his tuxedos, ties, and dress shoes. His face was shaven, hair washed, and the familiar scent of him was back. His body smelled of a dab of light cologne and his hair was messy and still damp. But yet, he greeted her with a blank face, no more giggles and smiles. The same calm, professional Jett was back in action. "Good morning." His eyes twinkled, the corner of his lip ticked at a smile but he held full control. "Are you hungry?" He asked, though it was obvious even if she said no he would make her eat. He watched her hug Mariana who looked taken aback before smiling and patting her back. "You're welcome, dear." she said politely and warmly. Jett cleared his throat and tapped on the stool inviting her over. He still was not ready to face work. Not after his sudden departure.

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"Morning." Camie said to Jett and Marianna but other wise didn't answer Jett. She continued to eat as she sat beside him until she was full. She sighed and pushed away the scraps left on her plate. She pulled her legs up and hugged them as she looked back at Jett for the first time. She didn't say anything as she laid her head on her knees and waited for him to speak. She was sure he had something to say. She was upset. like really upset. She was considering giving up like Marianna so expertly noticed. Camie waited for him to say what he wanted and what was wrong and demand his changes. Her eyes looked tired though she was well rested. Her body looked like she had been in submission for to long but the fact was that fighting him was tiring and made her just give up. Camie was on a break and he probably had no idea. She had so many emotions she could no longer sort them out. Camie really liked Jett's company but she was never going to be his complete submissive all the time. She could play the act maybe if he would ever let her that was. Jett couldn't seem to make up his mind on what he wanted. She needed some time away from him already. After they were done talking, or he lost his temper she was going to go to work.

Immedietly, Jett sensed something off. Mariana wiped the counters and quietly hushed out of the massive kitchen at one angry glance from Jett. "You don't ignore me." He got up, grabbed a cup of coffee, and took a drink eyeing her. His tone was warning. She was awfully quiet at this hour. "And eat the rest of your food." He pushed her plate back at her crossing his arms as his height was at its fullest. His sculped pale lips parted slightly and he licked his lips hardly blinking as he stared at her with a waiting eye. He moved gracefully back to the coffee pot pouring another cup and opening one of the hundreds of cupboards and pulled out a bottle of baileys dumping a good amount in his coffee his back turned from her.

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Camie sighed not wanting to fight about food. She finished the plate and stood taking it to the sink. She sighed seeing him poor in alcohol into the coffee cup. "I should get dressed. Shall we meet in one of the nice living rooms?" she asked softly no hint of attitude or even a spark in her voice. She was tired of the fighting. All she wanted was for him to show her he actually cared for her like he said he did. She wanted to be treated good but this... this felt nothing like good. Camie stood there waiting for his permission to go get dressed. Camie didn't want to fight anymore she just wanted to talk. She wanted to hear what he had to say. He already knew what she was going to say, she had been saying it since they met and nothing on her side had changed.

Grunting in frustration he ran a hand quickly through his growing hair again that went past his eyebrows. He he did so, he rubbed the back of his neck. "Fuck." He whispered under his breath. "You're so hard Camille. So fucking hard, I don't even know what to do with you or how to deal with you. Stop being so stubborn." He grabbed her hand clutching on it tightly with no intentions to let go as he practically dragged her past the kitchen at a astonished Mariana who covered her mouth and then pulled her up the stairs to his massive bedroom where her little bag lay near the closet. "So get dressed, then. We aren't meeting anywhere."

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Camie bit her lip looking away as he got frustrated. She didn't try to pull away as he took her hand and lead her upstairs. She took some cloths and hopped in the shower quickly cleaning up. She hadn't completely closed the door. She then dressed and finished her hair and makeup. She same out looking a little better. She stood there before moving over to the bed and sitting leaving her heels by the side of the bed. She tucked her legs under him and waited for him to say something. Camie looked up at him watching him. She had no idea what he was thinking but she knew it was an internal battle and she was caught right in the middle.

He sat on the bed leaning forward as he continually ran long fingers through his hair as it started to dry. He could hear the shows run but stayed on the bed before she came out. "So, what?" He asked his voice low and annoyed. "You're done with me then? Sick of dealing with me already?" Although accusing, somehow there was a dab of sadness. "Do you want me to take your bags to your car, or something?" He asked looking away from her.

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Camie frowned and shook her head. "No. Jett... I don't want to leave but I told you what I want. I want for us both to have a pleasurable time together, including more then sex. But I have compromised by not expecting a relationship. I expect to be treated well, except when you are having your pleasure... you know with the bms thing. But if you can't handle me, being me and not a submissive sex partner that is nothing than a wet vagina then... then yes I will let you go so you can find someone else that will be that for you." Camie felt the tears but blinked them away and sighed. Her voice was quiet and even... dangerously even. "I want to stay. I want to enjoy you and life but I will not be treated like a whore." she said softly with sadness in her voice. "Maybe you should not think of me as a client but more as a mistress... that might help you understand. Jett... I don't know what else to do. Tell me what to do. Tell me we can make this work." she pleaded that last part and turned to him her eyes sad and full of worry as she put a hand on his.

"You can expect that." He frowned. "So what is with this attitude? I don't want to go outside where people can see us Camie, but I don't mind making you breakfast if this is what you mean." He snickered slightly amused, a quick turn from his previous mood. He knew it was hitting her wrong side when he was looking so in tune at such a wrong time. Rolling his eyes, he grinned and leaned gorgeously against the wall. He really was well made, and looked much better in the light of his beautiful home. "You're not just a wet vagina Camie, but it's just the component holding me together. Please don't be upset. I am trying, you're the most god damned frustrating thing I've ever had to deal with and you're probably thinking, why not go to the other women? It's because I don't want them Camie. So get that through your head and stop looking at me that way." he lifted her chin, the crinkle between his eyebrows visible but held back. "Relax. I know what I'm doing. If I didn't have my control, I wouldn't be the boss of a billion dollar corporation."

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"If you are ashamed of me then why do you want me?" Camie whispered and looked into his eyes as he lifted her chin. "Is this in control? Last night you got high off of god knows what and came back late at night. Marianna knows that you use to go out and be with lots of women so it's hard for me not to think you are with someone else. Jett I don't know what to think. I understand that you are not ready to be out in public with me yet. Fine but don't dismiss it... you might find you want me around to make things interesting. Make me your mistress Jett. It's more than your clients but not a relationship. That way we both feel safe in this. Please Jett help me understand and deal with this because one moment you want me then the next you tell me that I am not ready for you so make up your mind figure it out." Camie ran a frustrated hand through her hair. They hadn't had sex in a while because she wanted him to introduce her to something of his world and he felt like he couldn't control himself. "What if you show me what you have and tell me what you would do and I choose one thing I am ready for?"

"You're being Camie again. There is nothing about you I'm ashamed of. I just don't need the media assuming. I have a profile to keep in check, too, sweets." he got close to her and put his nose against her. "I'm always in control, believe it or not. It doesn't come with little practice. Even in control you still get feelings of anger and you still need to let the anger out, but it doesn't mean you lose control. You're capable of knowing whats happening. That's what control is." he sighed again and let go of her chin pulling her to his side as he walked her to the door. "Trust me." he said lightly. "When I say I'm not with other women, I'm not. When I say I'm fine, I am. Just please, trust. Me." he assured firmly holding her in his place. " I always want you, but I'll never feel like you're ready. I don't deserve this kind of affection and I know you do. I'm just... Not the man for you Camie. We can never have a relationship, but I'd like to have you as my cli-... Mistress. Nothing more. I need the sex, not the affection." It was hard for him to say. He never felt ready for the type of affection so many people offered him. His family, his friends, his sexual relations. They all wanted the next step and he was never ready. No contract had ended right. "It's not a game Camie. You aren't ready." he opened the door. "Let me drive you to work."

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