"...Mother?"
Hearing Kiera's voice, Florence quickly pulled back the kiss and turned to glance at Kiera, who was looking at them through the half-opened door.
Kiera never expected that she would walk in on her mom making out with someone.
Meanwhile, Brandon just leaned in again, brushing his lips against her lips as his hands squeezed her ass firmly, pulling her tighter against him.
Florence's gaze flickered to Kiera as she tried to regain her composure. "W-What is it, Kiera?"
Brandon's lips trailed from her mouth to her chin, then down to the sensitive curve of her neck, drawing a soft gasp from her lips.
Florence leaned closer to his ear, "Kael, Kiera is here... stop it." she murmured in a pleading tone as her eyes flickered toward her daughter.
The weight of Kiera's gaze and the unspoken questions in her eyes made Florence's flush deepen.
Brandon just smiled, nuzzling in her neck, "Not my problem."
