The Hardest Part Is Letting Go Of Your Dreams

I wake up at 4am horny out of my mind. My skin is crawling and my dick is so hard it's almost painful and leaking, making a wet patch on the front of my boxers. I take a deep breath trying to calm myself down but after fifteen minutes I can't lay still anymore, my whole body twitching with need. I squirm around trying to get comfortable but I just end up more frustrated, the blanket giving me just a tiny amount of friction against my throbbing erection. I roll onto my side away from Frank and I close my eyes, letting my hand slide down my chest until my fingertips brush the top of the boxers. I take a deep breath before sliding my hand down inside them and grip myself groaning a little at the contact before starting to stroke myself. "Mmm" I groan out, biting my lip to muffle the sound. I stoke a few more times before I feel a hand touch my back and I jump in shock, my hand stilling. Frank grabs my shoulder and rolls me back onto my back before pulling the blanket back. "Fuck babe" he groans out when he sees the erection tenting my boxers. He crawls over me and leans down as I sit up, sealing our mouths together. While our tongues tangle together Franks hands slide down and grip the waistband of my boxers, slowly pulling them down and I let him. Once they're off he throws them away before sliding down my body leaving a trail of teasing kisses, making me squirm in frustration. When he reaches my dick Frank licks around the head, flicking his tongue over my slit and cleaning up the precum gathered there before sliding down, sucking me in halfway. "Ahh" I groan out as he bobs up and down licking and sucking and I tangle my fingers in his hair, bucking my hips up. Frank pulls off with a wet pop and slides down further, licking over my balls before pushing my thighs up and trailing his tongue down to my hole, circling around before thrusting it in a little causing me to scream out in pleasure. "Oh god Frankie Ahh" I groan out and he pulls away to whisper out "Shh don't wake Ruby" before diving back in and starting to fuck me with his tongue. His hand trails up my
thigh and cups my balls, rolling them around and tugging gently before sliding up and gripping my dick, stroking me hard while he works my hole with his tongue. "Oh god so close" I groan out and he pulls back, pressing a kiss to my hole before moving back up and sucking my dick back into his mouth, his hand moving back to my balls and I can't hold it back any longer and my back arches off the bed as I cum
down Franks throat so hard my vision blurs and I see black spots. "Ahh" I groan out as I slump back into the mattress and Frank pulls off with a wet pop and swallows. "Fuck babe that was so hot" he groans out before laying beside me and sliding his hand down, palming at his own hard dick through his boxers. I lay there panting as I roll my head to the side and watch Frank pull his boxers down and grip his dick, jacking himself off. He rolls his head to the side and locks eyes with me as he brings himself closer to the edge, his hips bucking up to meet his fist. "Fuck baby" he stutters out before his rhythm falters and he cums all over his fist. We lay there just staring into each other's eyes as we regain our breath before Frank climbs out of bed to clean his hand off. When he comes back he climbs back into bed and we cuddle up together, our naked bodies pressed together as we kiss.

The next few days go by quickly, Frank spending a lot of time with me and Ruby but going home at night. I freaked myself out a little with how fast things went the other morning, my hormones getting the best of me and I tell Frank I want to
slow down. He sighs in frustration but agrees and tells me to take my time. I am laying in bed, Frank having gone home a while ago and Ruby's in bed asleep when I hear her little voice cry out for me. I get up and run into her room, thinking she's had a nightmare or something but when I get in there I see she has vomited all over the floor beside her bed. "Oh baby" I croon out, walking over to her, avoiding the vomit and picking her up. She clings to me and rests her head on my shoulder as I carry her from the room. I rest my hand on her forehead and she feels pretty hot so I take her into the bathroom and sit her down as I start her a warm bubble bath, her shirt vomit covered and she has some in her hair too. I strip her off and sit her in the bath when it's done, gently washing her off and rinsing out her hair and when I'm done I reach out and grab one of her rubber duckies but she's not interested. "Want daddy" she sobs out, starting to cry so I stand up and say "Ok baby girl hang on a second" and I leave the room to grab my phone.
Fifteen minutes later Frank is knocking on the door, Ruby having just gotten out of the bath and I dress her in clean warm pyjamas. I pick her up and she slumps against my chest, her head resting on my shoulder again as I walk over to answer the door. As soon as he steps inside Ruby reaches out to him and when she's in his arms she starts crying again. "Shh Rubes it's ok daddy's here" he whispers to her as he gently rocks her side to side and rubs her back. I leave them in the living room while I go into Ruby's room and clean up the vomit, stripping her dirty sheets off the bed and throwing them in the washer with her pyjamas. When I come back out Frank is sitting on the couch with Ruby curled up in his lap, still crying. He looks up at me, his eyes full of concern and I walk over and kneel on the floor beside them. "Where does it hurt Rubes?" I ask and he points to her stomach and her head and her throat. "Ok baby hang on a second" I tell her before going into the kitchen to see if I have anything I can give her. I can't find anything so I come back in with a small cup of juice and say to Frank "Get her to drink this, I'll go out and get her some medicine." Frank nods and takes the cup and I shrug my
jacket on and pull on shoes before leaving the apartment and walking to the pharmacy down the street. I tell the pharmacist her symptoms and he tells me it sounds like the flu which is going around and gives me the best children's medicine for her along with a lollypop. When I get back home Ruby's crying has stopped and she's laying in Franks lap sniffling, her eyes fluttering shut before snapping open again. I go into the kitchen and pour her a dose of medicine before bringing it back out and making her drink it with much difficulty, a small almost tantrum occurring. Once she's had the medicine Frank and I take her into my room and we climb into bed together, cuddling her close between us and holding her until her breathing evens out and she falls asleep. "Thanks for coming back" I whisper and he stares at me in disbelief as he says "Of course I came back. You guys needed me." We lay in silence after that, just listening to Ruby's deep laboured breathing until we fall asleep too. The next morning I wake up feeling like my head is going to explode. I sit up and clutch it in my hands before my breathing becomes laboured and I choke out a rather nasty sounding cough. I look over and Ruby is still sleeping in bed next to me but Frank is gone. A few seconds later Frank comes in and stops in his tracks when he sees me. "Oh shit baby you have it too" and I groan, flopping back into the pillows as another wave of coughs wrack my body and I feel like I want to die.

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