บท 244: Have You Ever Touched Yourself?

Natalie stopped Justin's hand before it could reach her chest. "What are you doing?"

"You truly don't know?" Justin asked. "My hands are craving to feel the softness."

"It's my body part, not some plaything for you," she countered.

"But that day, you didn't mind when I was playing," he said in a deliberately slow voice. His fingers traced the edge of her bra. "Why are you wearing it while sleeping?"

"I feel comfortable this way," she answered in a low voice, internally frowning at why he had to comment on such a thing.

"You should sleep comfortably, not feel trapped like this," he said, moving his hand to her back. Before Natalie could say anything, he had already unhooked her bra.

"Justin…"

"You don't need to wear it in in the night. It's just me, and you don't need be shy," he interrupted her and asked, "Isn't it better this way? Easier to breathe."

Natalie sighed. "It is. Now, sleep."