I’ll never forgive Netflix for cancelling S&B

the rain battered against the roof of the hay barn, a relentless drumming that seemed to echo the thunder rolling somewhere far out in the reach. the smell of the barn was a thick, cloying scent of wet hay and damp earth.

dunk had you cornered against a stack of loose bales, his shadow falling over you like a physical weight. he didn't say a word, he simply moved with that terrifying, silent efficiency.

he bent you over a stack of loose hay, the rough stalks scratching at your belly and breasts. having taken (ripped) your dress and slip off just moments ago, you were exposed, vulnerable, completely at his mercy.

the smell of him surrounded you. that sweaty, earthy, masculine scent that made your knees weak.

"you're trembling," he rumbled against your ear, his voice a low growl vibrating right through you.

"m'only cold…" you whisper,

"poor thing, m'going to get you all warmed up sweet girl." and with a rough, impatient tug, he pulled his tunic up, baring the massive expanse of his chest. you turn your head to see him better and gasp as he reveals himself. his cock was a staggering thing, heavy and thick, the head already swollen and angry-reddish purple. you had seen it before as well as taken it before, but each time it takes your breath away. it stood straight out from his body, a thick slab of meat that looked almost painful in its size. the shaft veins pulsing with blood, and it throbbed with a life of its own.

"look at it," he commanded, guiding himself to your entrance. "it's going to split you open."

"it always does- ohw!" you squeak as you feel the head of his cock prod against your tight hole and then push in. he eased in as best he could. then after letting your pussy clamp around him to adjust a bit, he thrust forward, hard and deep, burying himself to the hilt in one brutal motion. you cried out and he groaned, a sound of pure satisfaction.

"gods, you're soooo tight," he hissed, his hips snapping forward, driving himself even deeper. the angle was perfect, hitting you in that spot that made your vision blur. he pulled back, the friction of his thick cock dragging against your inner walls, and slammed back in again.

his arm then snaked around your neck, not to choke you, but to cage you in, his grip firm and unyielding against your throat. you were trapped in the cradle of his arm, "ngh…dunk!" you whine, your head tilted back, forced to look up at him. your smaller hands coming up to grip onto his bicep locking around you.

it was incredible, thick as a tree trunk, the bicep corded with power, the veins standing out, the raw strength in it… he squeezed it once just to see how you'd respond. then, he released his grip on your neck just enough to let you breathe, but not enough to escape. with his other free hand he reached between your legs, his hand rough and calloused, and circled your clit in hard motions.

"how's that feel hmm?" he coos against your ear, his other hand gripping your waist guiding you with his thrusts.

"s-so big. so much…" you could barely speak,

"i know… i know sweet girl. take it," he growled, his grip on your neck tightening just enough to make you gasp. "take all of me."

he set a punishing rhythm, his hips slapping against your ass with a wet, lewd sound that echoed in the quiet barn. his arm, still locked around you, flexed with every thrust, the biceps bulging and hardening, like coiled steel ready to snap. a man who could crush you with his bare hands if he wanted to.

he leaned down, his lips brushing against your cheek. he pressed sweet, wet, almost condescending kisses all over your cheek, jaw, and neck. it was a stark contrast to the brutality of his thrusts, a moment of tenderness that made your heart ache.

"you're being so good for me, i love you so so much." he rumbled, his voice a low growl that vibrated against your back.

he fucked you with a primal, desperate rhythm, his breath coming in ragged gasps against your ear.

"i'm so close please don't stop…" you cried out, your back arching instinctively as he split you open over and over and over.

"m'not- not ever stopping."

you couldn't hold back anymore. the pleasure was too much, the angle too perfect. your head fell back, resting against his shoulder, and your mouth fell open. a little bit of drool ran down your chin and dripped onto his arm. it was filthy, undignified, and you couldn't have cared less. clamping down on his cock you came all over it.

dunk felt it, felt the warmth of your saliva soaking into his skin, the gush of your cum soaking his dick and a low, possessive sound escaped him. "that's it," he grunted, his eyes locking onto yours. "look at you, dirty girl." he pulled your body further upward with the arm he had around your neck. his other hand that was gripping your hip moved up to knead one of your breasts.

the intensity of it was overwhelming. your body was on fire, the friction, the depth, the sheer size of him filling you completely. you couldn't think, couldn't breathe, just felt the relentless pounding of his body against yours.

"i can't- i can't anymore i just-" you whimper as he continues to fuck you through your high.

"you're so wet and tight around my cock…" he brought the hand used to play with your clit up to his mouth, his tongue darting out to taste you, his eyes locking onto yours with a dark, hungry intensity. "jus' dripping everywhere my love."

you were a creature of pure sensation, lost in the haze of pleasure and the overwhelming dominance of the man holding you captive.

"say you'll stay with me" he murmured, leaning down to press another open-mouthed kiss against your cheek. "say it," he commanded, "say you're mine."

"i'm yours," you gasped, your voice barely a whisper.

"you're my dirty girl," he corrected and pulled back slightly, the head of his cock catching on your entrance before slamming back in with a force that made stars burst behind your eyelids.

the pleasure was building rapidly again, a tight coil in your lower belly that was about to snap for the second time you could feel him swelling inside you, getting bigger with every thrust, threatening to tear you apart.

"i'm going to-" you choked out, your body trembling uncontrollably.

"come on," he grunted, "cream on me again. please i know you can pretty girl."

with a final, powerful thrust, he buried himself to the hilt, his cock throbbing violently against your walls. you shattered, your walls clamping down on him like a vice, milking him for every drop. he filled you up, pouring himself deep inside you.

for a long moment, he just held you there, his body shuddering with aftershocks, his arms still wrapped tightly around you. the barn smelled of sweat and rain and sex, and you were completely ruined for anyone else.

he didn't pull out immediately. instead, he held you tight against his chest, letting the heat of his body seep into yours as the rain continued to drum against the roof. his hand moved from your breast to the back of your head, fingers threading through your hair, angling your face up to meet his.

"m'sorry if i was a little too rough," he whispered, "i promise to clean you up properly when he get back inside."