Before Naomi could fully comprehend what was happening, Zylan's lips brushed against her neck, sending a shiver down her spine. An unfamiliar sound escaped her lips.
A soft gasp mingled with surprise escaped before she could stifle it, and her hands flew to her mouth, trying to suppress another unexpected sound that emerged even louder this time. Zylan's hand slipped beneath the fabric of her pajama top, and his fingers caressed her bare skin, igniting a fire within her as her heart thundered in her chest, racing with a mixture of excitement and curiosity.
