Before she could react, Brandon's hands moved to the hem of her shorts, pulling them down in one swift motion.
The fabric pooled at her ankles, revealing her simple white panties.
Her eyes widened and a flush creept up her cheeks. "K-Kael? What are you doing?"
He didn't answer, instead hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties and pulled them down, exposing her bare ass.
The cool air of the kitchen contrasted with the warmth of her body, and she gasped, her hands instinctively reaching for the counter to steady herself.
"Kael!"
Brandon grabbed her wrist, guiding her to turn and pushed her forward onto the empty counter.
"Ah!" Elize yelped as her hips met the cool surface and her hands splayed out to catch herself.
Her back is facing him now with her her body slightly bent over the counter and her cheeks burning with embarrassment.
"Stay like that," Brandon said and gently took her hands, pinning them above her head on the counter.
