Redtail Rise the right side of my neck still smells like you

Mature Content Warning

This thread has been marked as mature. By reading and/or participating in this thread, you acknowledge that you are of age or have permission from your parents to do so.

The participants have indicated the following reason(s) for this warning: suggestion

dinah had never felt anything like this before.
she knew what sex was. of course she did! and she'd certainly thought about it more than once after she'd met mulherin. but she'd always assumed it to be pleasureless, boring, only for the purpose of reproduction. she also didn't really understand that she, as a woman, could crave it.
she is just as enthralled as he, leaning almost helplessly into his touch. his obsession is electrifying and she cannot help but drink from it, goad him with obscene whispers of words she did not know she had in her vocabulary. she is voracious.
they do not make it far from the borders before she collides with him again, this time boldly exploring him herself; worshipping every hard line and soft curve with her touch, her kiss. unapologetic. wild.