Frank and I hadn't even bothered to get dressed that morning. I still just had on my panties and he wore his black boxers. The two of us were lounging lazily all day until now when it's ten at night.

"Baby, you're so beautiful," Frank said, looking at me with admiration.

I looked at him from his sudden comment, blushing as I smiled sheepishly. I gave him a soft kiss, feeling my heart race. Frank deepened the kiss between us, kissing me hotly.

"Hey, baby, can we use toys?" Frank asked.

I blushed but nodded my head.

"Good," Frank said, leaning closer to whisper, "because I want to fucking edge you until you're screaming and crying and begging me to let you come."

I whimpered quietly, feeling Frank grab my ass and pull me closer against him. He stood up, letting me wrap my legs around his waist and carry me up to the bedroom. He set me onto the ground, grabbing my panties and yanking them down my legs. I gasped, looking at his dark eyes while he looked down at me. He grabbed some things from his drawer, sitting against the headboard as he patted his lap. I moved over to straddle his hips and blushed.

"Okay, darling, I'm going to edge you, it'll help you last longer in bed," Frank said. "If you be good and don't come until daddy says then you can stay the night again tonight and I'll drive you to school in the morning and we can get Starbucks on the way."

My eyes widened and I smiled and nodded.

"However," Frank continued, "if you come before daddy says you can then he will drive you home after we're done, just like how we had originally planned."

I frowned and shook my head.

"So you're gonna be good for daddy?" Frank asked and I nodded. "Good because daddy is going to have so much fun with you."

I whined quietly, grinding against him. He spread lube over his fingers, pressing them against my hole. Frank pushed two in and I whined, pushing back against them. I didn't really mind the slight sting of the stretch as I ground against his hand. Frank moved his fingers in and out of me quickly, hitting against my prostate while I moaned. He pulled his fingers away and I gave him a look of disapproval. He chuckled, lubing up a dark purple toy that he held in his hands. It was pretty big, but not too extremely. I felt it press against my entrance as he slowly pushed it in.

"Fuck," I breathed out as the toy was pushed all the way inside me.

I felt a sudden sharp slap to my ass, making me yelp in surprise as my hips lurched forward.

"Wanna swear, baby boy, huh?" Frank asked, spanking me again.

I whined, feeling the toy move inside me when I moved my hips. Frank turned me so I was sitting on his lap with my back to his chest. The toy inside me started vibrating suddenly, making me moan as I threw my head back against his shoulder. I could feel the tight knot, the heat that flooded my mind and seemed to control me.

I couldn't help but rock my hips in pleasure, hearing Frank groan as I unintentionally ground against him. The toy turned up a notch and I cried out in pleasure, feeling my cheeks blazing hot, matching my ass that was stinging slightly. My toes curled up instinctively, hands gripping tight onto Frank's arms that were wrapping around me and my eyes squeezed shut.

But then everything stopped. The toy inside me stopped vibrating, leaving me with basically no pleasure as I shook my head. I had been so close to release it couldn't just end now. My breath started to even out as the tight knot started to loosen just the tiniest bit as I got farther and farther to my orgasm.

Seemingly just as soon as it ended, it started up again and I jumped. I saw that Frank held the remote in his hand, controlling how much pleasure I was allowed to feel. One of his arms was wrapped around my middle, holding me securely in place. His free hand trailed up and down my inner thigh, scratching the soft, pale skin lightly. I shuddered, feeling the twisting, turning, tingling of it all. The feelings as I got closer and closer to release.

And then Frank stopped it again. I shook my head, tears forming in my eyes from the orgasm denial. Frank ran a hand through my hair that was beginning to get sweaty while he kissed my cheek.

"You're doing so well, baby boy," Frank praised quietly. "Just a couple more times, okay? Can you do that for me?"

I nodded and heard him chuckle. Just as I had calmed down, it all started again. My whole body jerked, feeling the toy on a stronger power than it had been before.

"You like this toy, huh?" Frank asked and I nodded quickly. "Good, I fucking love using it on you, you look so fucking hot while you're writhing around and moaning. It's all because of me, huh?"

I nodded, rocking my hips and feeling it brush against my prostate. My legs were shaking, sweat forming over my skin. I felt Frank leave a sharp slap to my inner thigh, making me moan even harder as I couldn't even seem to be able to handle myself.

And just as I was getting myself all worked up again, he decided to fucking stop. We did this for what seemed like hours, even though it probably wasn't even close. Every time I was about to orgasm, he'd shut it off, wait for me to calm down then turn it on and start the pattern all over again. I was in tears at this point, shaking and completely worn out and just needing release.

"That was the last time, okay, honey?" Frank asked.

I nodded weakly and Frank kissed the side of my head.

"Are you okay? Do you need to use the safeword?" Frank questioned.

I shook my head, feeling like my mouth was completely dry. He turned it on again to the highest setting this time. I cried, holding onto his arm tight. Frank pushed me forward suddenly, my face pressed into the mattress as I felt him grab onto the end of the toy, pushing it in and out of me quickly, kissing my asscheek. The vibrating stopped as he pulled it out, there was a moment pause before I felt him grab onto my hips and slam into me all at once.

I let out a soft scream and he barely waited a second for me to adjust before he was pounding into me quickly. My hand shakily reached to my leaking erection but Frank hit my hand away.

"Don't you dare even fucking think about it," he growled.

I whined, feeling him thrust in and out of me at a seemingly ruthless pace. I cried into the mattress, hands holding tight onto the blanket.

"You wanna come, babydoll?" Frank asked.

I nodded, feeling my whole body rock every time he thrust his hips forward.

"Come for me then, sugar," Frank said.

I sobbed as I was finally allowed to come. The knot that seemed to be not only double-knotted but fucking quadruple-knotted came undone. My vision blacked out momentarily as I was seeing stars. My whole body went lax against the mattress but I felt Frank lift my hips back up and continue to pound into me. He pulled my hips back to meet his with every snap of his hips, using my worn out body for himself. I would've gotten hard again too if I weren't so damn tired.

"Fuck," Frank groaned.

I felt him come deep inside me, hands gripping my hips tight as he moaned. He rode out his orgasm in shallow thrusts, mumbling curse words under his breath. Frank let go of my hips and I collapsed onto the bed. I heard his heavy breath as he laid over me, kissing the back of my shoulder.

"You were such a good little boy for daddy," he praised. "Daddy is so proud of you."

I whimpered quietly, feeling my arms and legs tired.

"Here, let me run you a bath," Frank offered. "You've gotta call or text your mom to tell her you're staying the night again."

He handed me my phone then went into the bathroom where I heard the bath start running. I texted my mom, having to backspace a lot because of my shaky hands. She said it was fine for me to stay as long as I wasn't late for school. The only reason she let me stay in the first place was because I promised I would bring Frank over at some point for dinner.

Frank came back in, carrying me over to the bath and setting me in. The bubbles surrounded me in the nice, hot water as I gave him a soft smiled. Frank smiled, sitting on the rim of the tub as he poured water down my hair. He poured shampoo onto his hands, spreading it over my head and scrubbing my hair.

"My mom said you have to come by for dinner," I told him, my voice still a little shaky.

"Well, I'm certainly looking forward to it," Frank said.

I looked up at him and smiled as he leaned down to kiss me. He washed the soap out of my hair while I leaned my head back so none of the suds got into my eyes.

"So, who do you live with?" Frank asked.

"My mom, my grandma and my younger brother, Mikey," I listed.

"No dad?" Frank asked.

"No, he isn't around," I said. "Neither is Mikey's dad, but it's okay so my mom is free to find someone she sees colors with."

I opened my eyes and saw him smiling down at me, making me blush.

"You have two different dads?" Frank asked curiously.

I nodded my head. "What about your family, daddy?"

"Well, I don't have any siblings. My parents got divorced when I was about six years old," Frank told me. "My dad remarried but he isn't married to someone he sees colors with."

"I wish it was as easy for other people to find their soulmates like it was for us," I said.

"But there's still so many complications," Frank muttered, looking at his bare ring finger.

That seemed to put a damper on the mood a little bit as I finished up my bath. We dried me off, the two of us not even bothering to get dressed as we laid in bed together. The lights were off, the two of us laying face to face as we stared at each other. Neither of us were saying anything, just looking into each other's eyes. If it weren't for our feet touching, then we would be drowned out in greys.

"I don't want our weekend to be over," I finally spoke in a soft whisper, filling up the silence that lapped between us.

"I don't want it to be over either," he admitted.

"For a while I could pretend that this was our normal life and we were living a nice happy life together," I whispered. "I just want to be with you."

Frank pulled me into his arms, kissing the top of my head. "I know you do, princess."