24. Aurora

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Following Gage back to his trailer, I'm anxious. The last three nights have been intense, with our risky play pushing boundaries and sending him over the edge. As we step inside, he closes the door behind us, and I can feel the tension in the air.

Gage's hands are forceful but not as rough as before. His touch ignites a fire within me, and I melt into his embrace. As we move together, I can't help but wonder about the darkness that consumes him.

"Gage," I whisper. "What's the root of your darkness?"

He pauses, his blue eyes searching mine. He's silent for a long moment, but then he sighs. "My childhood was rough," he admits. "But I don't want to talk about the details."

I nod, understanding his reluctance. "Mine was, too," I confess, my own demons rising to the surface. "I've told no one."

Gage's muscular arms envelop me. At that moment, I feel a connection with him beyond the physical. We're both broken, both haunted by the ghosts of our pasts.

He withdraws, leaving me craving for more. I reach out, running my hand down his chest. I look up at him, my eyes hungry for what only he can give me.

"Fuck me," I whisper.

A spark of something dangerous flashes in his eyes. Without a word, he pushes me onto the bed. The force takes me by surprise, but I love it.

He hovers over me, his eyes burning with an intensity that matches mine. Slowly, deliberately, he reaches for my wrists and pins them above my head with one hand. He seizes a handful of my hair with his other hand, forcing my head back to expose my neck.

My breath catches as I feel his hot breath on my skin.

"You like it rough, don't you, little one?" he growls.

I nod, my gaze never leaving his.

He releases my hair and uses his free hand to tear at my clothes, baring my skin to his ravenous gaze. Arching my back, I invite him to take what's his.

He wastes no time, claiming my mouth in a fierce kiss that leaves me breathless. Slowly, his hands explore my body, and when his fingers move between my legs, I moan. The feathery, light touch of his fingers drives me wild. And then he lowers his head, his breath hot on my skin. I feel him smile against my scarred thighs, my heart pounding as I wonder if he notices them. But all thoughts obliterate when he tastes me. The flat of his tongue flicks against my clit, sending bolts of pleasure through my body. I cry out, my hands tangling in his hair as he continues his assault.

He explores every inch of me with his mouth, drawing out sensations I didn't know were possible. I'm lost in a haze of pleasure, my body responding to every touch.

He groans, the vibrations sending shocks straight to my core. I can feel my orgasm building, an unstoppable force that threatens to consume me.

And then he sucks gently, and I fall.

"Gage!" I scream his name as my body convulses with pleasure. My release washes over me in waves, leaving me trembling and gasping for breath.

He pulls away, leaving me wanting more. I reach for him, needing to taste him.

"You want my cock, little one?" His voice is thick with desire, sending a shiver down my spine.

I nod, my eyes never leaving his. "Please," I whisper, my voice hoarse with need.

He steps back, kicking off his boots and shedding his clothes. I watch, transfixed, as he reveals his body to me.

When he's completely naked, he takes a step toward me. I drop to my knees, looking up at him with hunger in my eyes.

He grabs a fistful of my hair, gently guiding my mouth toward him. I wrap my hand around his length, feeling him throb in my palm. I lean forward, my tongue darting out to taste the tip of him.

He tastes salty and musky, and I moan softly as I take him into my mouth. My tongue swirls around the head, teasing him, before taking more of him into my throat. I hollow my cheeks and suck, my eyes fluttering closed as I concentrate.

Gage groans, his hand tightening in my hair. I sense his desire to take control, but he lets me set the pace. My head bobs slowly at first, then with more urgency as my desire builds.

His hips begin to move as he gets closer, thrusting with force. I relax my throat, taking him deeper until I feel him hit the back of it. I gag, but the sensation only adds to my pleasure.

"Fuck," he curses, his fingers tightening in my hair. "You're gonna make me come."

I hum in response, vibrating against him, and he growls. He thrusts faster, his hips slamming into my face. I grip his thighs, holding on as he fucks my throat with abandon.

I'm in heaven, feeling his length slide down my throat again and again. The feeling of being overwhelmed by his power is an addiction I can't kick.

His breathing becomes ragged, alerting me that he's close, and the knowledge thrills me. I want him to surrender to the pleasure I'm giving him.

He tightens his grip on my hair, pulling my head back as he thrusts one last time. He explodes in my throat, his hot cum coating my tongue. The taste of him is addicting as I swallow every drop.

He pulls out, his breath coming in harsh gasps, and hauls me to my feet, crushing me against him.

"You're incredible," he whispers, his lips brushing against my ear.

I smile, a wave of satisfaction washing over me. "I aim to please," I tease.

He chuckles a deep rumble that sends shivers down my spine. "You do, little one. You definitely do." He kisses me, tasting his own cum on my tongue, and I can taste mine on his.

"On all fours," he commands, his voice thick with desire.

My heart races as I position myself on all fours on the bed, bracing myself for what's to come. I can feel his intense gaze. Desire pools between my legs at the thought of being filled with his thick cock.

His hands trail up my thighs, sending shivers down my spine. With his rough fingertips, he gently spreads my cheeks, exposing my most intimate opening.

"You're so beautiful," he whispers, his hot breath fanning the sensitive skin of my backside.

My body trembles as he leans down, and his tongue darts out to taste me. His tongue teases my asshole, creating a rush of pleasure. My back arches involuntarily as I crave more of his touch.

"Mmm, you like that, don't you?" His voice is deep and playful.

I whimper in response, nodding my head. "Please, Gage," I beg, craving the stretch.

Gage shifts behind me and then pours cold liquid onto my ass, and then I feel the tip of his cock pressing against my entrance. My breath catches as he pushes forward, filling me slowly.

The stretch burns, but it's a sensation I crave, and I clench my teeth, willing myself to relax and take him in. Inch by inch, he sinks into me, his length impaling me.

"You're so tight," he grunts, his hands gripping my hips. "So fucking tight."

I moan, pushing back against him, urging him to go deeper. He pulls back slightly, then thrusts forward, his length penetrating my ass fully. While I've used a dildo in my ass more than I'd care to admit, even my biggest isn't as large as Gage. I cry out, my body tensing as he bottoms out. The sensation is intense, far more than I've ever felt before.

Gage pauses, giving me a moment to adjust to his size. His hands roam my body, caressing my skin gently, soothing me.

"Fuck, how does it feel?" he asks, his voice filled with concern.

My eyes are clamped closed while I savor the feeling of him buried deep. "Good," I breathe. "Keep going."

He groans, his hips beginning to move, shifting out slowly, then thrusting back in, his length stretching me. Gage sets a slow, steady rhythm, his hips moving fluidly.

"You feel so damn good," he growls, his hands tightening on my hips.

I whimper, encouraging him to let go of his control. "Please, Gage. I can take it. I want you to fuck my ass hard."

His breath hitches at my words, and I feel him swell. With a growl, he moves faster, fucking me with such force it takes my breath away, sending shocks of pleasure through my body.

"That's it, little one," he grunts. "Take it. Take all of me."

I moan, pushing back to meet his thrusts. His hands tighten on my hips, holding me in place as he fucks me. The sound of our flesh slapping together fills the trailer.

I'm close, my body coiling tighter with each thrust. He growls when I clench around him, his movements becoming more urgent.

"Come for me," he grunts. "Let me feel your ass tighten around my cock."

His words send me over the edge. I cry out, my body shaking as my climax overwhelms me. Pleasure ripples through me, my inner walls clenching tightly around him.

Gage follows soon after, his breath catching as he spills inside me. With a few final thrusts, he buries himself as deep as he can go.

We collapse in a heap, our sweaty bodies entangled. I can feel his heart pounding against my back.

"That was..." I search for the words, unable to find any that adequately describe what we've just shared.

"Incredible," he finishes for me.

"Yeah," I murmur, my eyes drifting closed as I savor the afterglow, and he pulls out of me.

He falls onto his back beside me, and I shift to snuggle against his muscular body, feeling the rise and fall of his chest as he catches his breath. Inhaling deeply, I allow his masculine aroma to fill my senses.

An overwhelming sense of contentment washes over me. All the worries, doubts, and darkness that usually plague my mind seem to melt away, leaving me feeling light and at peace.

With Gage's strong arms wrapped around me, I feel like I'm where I belong—lost in the shadows, with a man who understands and embraces the depths of my desires without fear. Together, we can explore the darkest corners of our souls, and I can't wait to see where this path will lead us.