And that, in turn, drew a groan out of Annie that was very much at cross purposes with this whole quiet thing, but she managed to cut herself off fairly quickly and transform it into a muffled, needy sound in her throat. (Probably still audible from outside, but better than the alternative?)

She was probably going to leave a mark or two on his thigh, since digging her nails in there seemed like a pretty good outlet if she couldn't make the noises she instinctively wanted to.