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I gave Frank a soft kiss and he smiled.

"I love you," I said.

Frank smiled, sitting on the couch of our newest hotel with me.

"Now, you've been aggressive lately," Frank remarked.

"So have you," I said. "The old you is gone and you're going into the old-old you again."

"What does that mean?" Frank asked with an amused smile.

"Just that you're not happy, relaxed beach frank anymore you're back to just the original angry mobster frank," I said. "I love both Franks but it's just different."

"You're becoming a little fighter too," he said.

"That's because I'm not as scared anymore as I was before," I said. "I-I've seen death and I've travelled."

"I'm sorry about Josh," Frank said softly. "I know you liked him a lot and he really helped us too."

I nodded softly, wrapping my arms around him. I've only ever watched two people close to me die before. Josh and Mitch. Actually, they're the only deaths I've ever seen, Frank usually covered my eyes or made me look away when he killed someone just so I wouldn't have to watch.

"Well, I think the old-old Daddy would've fucked you nice and hard," Frank muttered, his hands running over my hips.

I whimpered, nodding my head in agreement.

"Strip and get on the bed," Frank whispered.

I squeaked, hurrying back to the bedroom. I stripped out of my clothes and sat in the center of the bed on my knees, hands clasped in my lap submissively. Frank walked in, a small smirk on his face as he took his tie off. His rough hands ran over my chest and down to my hips.

"We're gonna try something new," he whispered, his lips brushing against my neck, making me shudder.

"Wh-what is it?" I asked.

"No speaking," he said.

I looked at him, wanting to ask a question and thankfully he seemed to notice.

"Yes, baby?" Frank asked.

"Am I allowed to speak to use the safe word if I need to?" I asked.

"Yes, of course," Frank said softly, kissing my cheek.

He laid me down, tying my hands to the headboard with his tie. I kind of liked that he was wearing his suits again, he looks so good in them.

"There we go," Frank said.

He turned his back to me, facing the dresser as he did something I couldn't see. He turned, shrugging off his jacket. He unbuttoned his white shirt but left it on and open. I looked at the tattoos that covered his chest, dancing beautifully on his perfectly tanned skin.

Frank turned back to the dresser and grabbed the red candle he had lit. I whimpered quietly and he leaned down, giving me a soft kiss that thankfully helped me relax a little bit.

"I need you to be quiet, okay?" Frank asked. "We don't want anyone hearing us."

I nodded my head, biting my lip as he held the candle over my body.

"Ready, baby?" He asked and I nodded.

Frank just started tipping the candle when there was suddenly a knock on the door.

"Fuck, must be the cleaning service, forgot to put the do not disturb sign on the door," Frank muttered

He set the candle down and hurried out of the room. There were voices and thankfully Frank came back soon. He picked the candle up again, gently tipping it. I gasped as it dripped over my skin, the burning making my stomach twist in pleasure.

"Like it, baby boy?" He asked and I nodded.

Frank dripped some just above my navel and I cried out, my back arching slightly off the mattress. I watched the hot wax cool and harden against my skin. Frank set the candle down, kissing along my chest and abdomen, avoiding the spots covered in wax.

His lips molded against mine as he kissed me deeply. One of his hands ran down my chest to massage my inner thigh before finally wrapping around my erection. He stroked my slowly as I panted.

Frank pulled away, picking up the candle again. He tipped it over and I cried out as it dripped onto my nipple, stinging and hardening quickly. I bucked my hips up, hoping to get some sort of friction but was disappointed when I was met with none.

"Daddy, I-I need you," I whimpered.

"What did I say about speaking?" Frank asked.

"Sorry, daddy," I mumbled.

A large amount of hot wax dripped onto my chest and I moaned loudly. Frank shook his head, picking up my panties. He opened my mouth and I pouted as he stuffed them in there.

"People can hear you," Frank said.

A couple more small drops fell to my chest, drying quickly. I couldn't believe how close I was already. My entire body was shaking and sweating. I felt like my insides were completely burning up as that aching pleasure built up more and more.

Frank put the candle down and crawled between my legs. He unbuckled his belt, pushing his pants down around his thighs. He spread lube over his erection before slowly pushing in.

It stung but not too bad, thankfully. His thrusts were slow at first but quickly started speeding up. I moaned, pulling at my restraints. Frank just kept hitting my prostate, his hands running over my sensitive skin. My cries were muffled as I came untouched.

"Fuck," Frank muttered.

He pulled my legs up over his shoulders and pounded into me harder. I could feel the burn of the oversensitivity that made my eyes water. Muffled moans left my lips as I felt myself getting hard again.

Frank kissed my neck and chest as I whimpered. I was shaking and sweating and sobbing and it hurt but it felt so good.

He groaned, his hips snapping forward in a quick rhythm. His fingers were digging into my hips, pulling me up slightly. My ankles were still crossed at the back of his neck as he just kept pounding into me.

His hand wrapped around my erection, stroking me quickly as he tried to get me to my second orgasm. I felt like I was burning up. I was so tired but yet my heart was racing nearly out of my chest. I sobbed as I came for the second time, my body shaking.

Frank didn't take long after me. He groaned quietly, his rhythm getting faster and more sloppy. He slammed in, pausing as he came before shallowly thrusting in a few more times then pulling out.

"You're such a good boy," Frank muttered, taking out my panties and untying my hands. "So good for daddy, I love you so much."

He cradled me in his lap as I cried, still shaking lightly. Frank rubbed my back, cuddling me until I calmed down.

"Let's get you cleaned up," Frank said softly.

I sniffled as Frank carried me to the bedroom and started the bath. Unfortunately we didn't have bubbles as I sat down in the hot water. Frank grabbed a rag, dipping it into the warm water before reaching for my chest when I whined and pushed his hand away.

"I-it's gonna hurt," I whimpered.

"I'll be gentle, baby," Frank said. "It's had a bit of time to soak so I don't think it should hurt too bad."

Frank picked off each little piece of wax as I flinched and cried softly. As soon as he was done, Frank showered me in kisses and smiled.

"You're my brave little boy," Frank praised. "I love you so much."

He pulled me out of the tub, wrapping a big, soft towel around me. We sat together on the couch and I smiled as he turned on some cartoons.

"Did you like the wax play?" Frank asked.

"Yes, it felt so good," I said. "Didn't like the taking it off part, though."

Frank chuckled softly, kissing my cheek.

"You were so good for me," he said. "I love you so, so much. You're the most beautiful little boy in the whole world and I love your more than anything."

I giggled softly as I blushed, snuggling up close to him. I loved aftercare so much, it was one of my most favorite things.

"I love you too, daddy," I said.

I was still just snuggled up in the warm, big, fluffy towel on his lap. I never wanted to have to move from this spot.

"How about we order some desserts from room service now?" Frank suggested.

I smiled and nodded as we looked at the menu.

"They have Häagen-Dazs ice cream," I said. "I want that."

Frank nodded, ordering two pints of ice cream for the both of us. The two of us ate happily as we watched cartoons together.

"I love you," I said. "Sometimes I wish we could get married again so that way we can have another wedding because our wedding night was so amazing."

"Maybe we'll renew our vows in a few years," he said. "We can have a beautiful summer wedding on the beach."

I smiled and nodded excitedly. "And then maybe my dad will calm down about us and he'll be able to give me away. Even though I'm already married it would still be nice."

"If he can be there without kidnapping you or killing me then yes, he's invited," Frank agreed.

"I'll be able to walk too," I said. "So then I'd actually be able to dance, you wouldn't have to carry me while we're dancing."

Frank smiled and nodded, kissing my cheek.

"Can I get another wedding dress?" I asked.

"Of course," Frank said. "And we can also all just be barefoot on the beach, oh, it'll be perfect, baby."

I smiled and nodded, resting my head on his shoulder. The two of us spent the rest of the day watching tv and cuddling, ordering even more ice cream when we would run out.