Feyre POV
"Please," I managed to say.
He smiled against my neck. "There are those missing manners." His hand at last trailed beneath my pants. The first brush of him against me brought a groan from deep in my throat.
He snarled in satisfaction at the wetness he found waiting for him, and his thumb circled that spot at the apex of my thighs, teasing, brushing up against it, but never quite-
His other hand gently squeezed my breast at the same time his thumb pushed down exactly where I wanted. I bucked my hips, my head fully back against his shoulder now, as his thumb flicked-
The other girl, Aerin, interjected "Look I know you guys are in the middle of something, but can you keep it down, some people are trying to sleep." I rolled my eyes, and we stopped just long enough for her to fall asleep, before continuing.