Chapter 32. Something Called Pleasure

“Beverley!”

Brent’s shout startled Beverley, who seemed to pull her from her subconscious. She immediately opened her eyes and saw the man sitting up while gazing at her.

“What’s wrong?” she asked in a hoarse voice.

“What’s your problem?” Brent asked while staring at her chest.

Beverley immediately noticed her hand holding her bra under her t-shirt. Her eyes widened. She quickly pulled her hand out. “Brent, I....”

“You’re turning right and left and can’t stop moving. How do you think I’ll be able to sleep?”

Beverley bit her lip awkwardly. She usually slept without wearing a bra. Even if she wore one, it had to be the right size for her breasts.

Tonight she was wearing the new bra Brent’s men had bought her during their stay in Hawaii. They bought her several sizes.

She thought it would fit this time too since she hadn’t felt too small or tight before. But it turned out that she couldn’t wear it for too long. It was too pressing.