<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30059">(Atomic Blondes post) </span><br/><br/>Hearing the voice change, she didn't need to see him to know who it suddenly was and it reminded her that she was not in a world of true reality but none the less she felt herself panic just a bit. Dallas could not have his way with her...she wouldn't allow it, or allow him the pleasure of winning with his cocky and rather scummy remarks. Her drive to fight elevated as she squirmed under his grip, but at that moment it was too late and she was far from in a position where she could do much but show her distaste for him as he tore the lingerie from her body.<br/><br/>Feeling his weight push into her back, it wasn't until his tongue touched her body that she started to give in again, her carnal urges becoming more important. Had this been more than a simulation, her body's reaction to his touches may have confused her more and she may have questioned herself more...but she didn't because all that mattered at that moment was pleasure.<br/><br/>As he spoke to her again, demanding her to stop squirming so much, his fingers tangling into her hair she submitted, a light gasp leaving her lips as he tugged her head back. Then suddenly she was off the bed and hoisted into his lap and into view of their reflection. It became easier to maneuver her into position as she stopped fighting against him and let it happen, welcoming his touch on her skin. Quinn was very much so on display as he had intended, straddling Dallas' lap, her knees were spread widely apart by his own legs, forcing her hips to tilt forward slightly, her back arching.<br/><br/>Feeling his length bury itself deep inside of her, along with his fingers teasing and toying with her nipples, she couldn't help but let a low groan escape her throat, her head falling back as she closed her eyes, taking in every ounce of pleasure that she could. She listened to his gruff voice in her ear, not feeling the urge to retort at all, she let him tell her what he had in store and she didn't protest but instead encouraged it. Her hands found their way to his arms and slid along them as he groped at her and she began to rock her hips against him. It wasn't long before she had found herself in a rhythm, her powerful and toned thighs lifting herself off his length just enough before she allowed herself to fall back down to the base of his cock, allowing him to penetrate her fully and deeply every time. She knew with her own pace, even as fast as she could muster her legs and core to move, it wouldn't be enough to satisfy him, but he had said he intended it last and she was sure he had no plans of rushing through that moment.<br/><br/>Of course as beautiful of a sight as she was, splayed out in his lap, there becomes a point when more is craved, her lips parting she spoke for the first time throughout the encounter, "Common... I know you have more aggression in her than this..." Quinn egged him on and she got what she was looking for, knowing that her challenge would piss him off.<br/><br/>As expected, Dallas quickly shoved Quinn off of him and she stumbled forward off the edge of the bed. She was able to take a couple awkward steps before she tripped and was down on her hands and knees on the plush carpet. Before she could react much more, he was on her heels and his hand was wrapped into her hair, using it to control her. Dallas yanked her by the hair a few more feet to the chaise lounge and she scrambled on her knees to follow him.<br/><br/>As she was pressed down onto the lounger by her head, Dallas wasted no time before his cock was sunk back deep inside of her and once again Quinn shared her pleasure, moaning out. Feeling his weight shift behind her, it was only a moment before Dallas started to ravage her with a rough and quick pace, using his grip in her hair to help pull her back into his thrusts. Quinn gripped onto the edge of the lounger to steady herself, and pushing herself back against him. This new pace would only allow him to last so long and although she was somewhat submitting to his wants, she had won the battle in her mind, forcing him to be quick when he had stated otherwise initially.<br/><br/>The new pace helped build pleasure in her own core though, and with each hard, rough thrust she found herself allowing gasps to leave her lungs as waves of pleasure rippled through her body, building. As Dallas pushed himself towards his own climax, his hand released from her hair and instead both of his strong hands gripped roughly at her hips, almost painfully. She could hear his grunts and she knew he was close, and it was only moments later that Quinn felt a sharp, hard thrust and then stillness as Dallas let out a loud groan and her core felt warm, hot as he came, pushing the waves of her own pleasure over the edge. Letting out a loud cry of pleasure, she felt the waves of pleasure turn into a sudden tornado and she was swept off into ecstasy, completely obviously to anything else around her. Her eyes closing into darkness.