[A low moan escapes Costigan's lips as her fingers run through her hair. His eyes drift closed to absorb the comfort of this moment, of her touch. He's so tired of being alone. He breaks the kiss, breathing heavily against her neck as he takes a moment to catch his breath.
The hand on her waist slides around to the small of her back as he then leans forward, encouraging her to stretch out beneath him. His lips find hers again, lusting for her, not wanting to be aware from her for a minute. His hand along her jaw drops away from her to prop against the couch and facilitate their shift.
Again, he withdraws for a few seconds, whispering against her ear.] You're sure?
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The hand on her waist slides around to the small of her back as he then leans forward, encouraging her to stretch out beneath him. His lips find hers again, lusting for her, not wanting to be aware from her for a minute. His hand along her jaw drops away from her to prop against the couch and facilitate their shift.
Again, he withdraws for a few seconds, whispering against her ear.] You're sure?