The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming

Chapter 391 Drunk (Part 2)

Marcus remained perfectly still, allowing Natalie to touch his face. She didn't realize it, but he could clearly see the effect the alcohol had on her. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes a bit glassy, and her expression softened as if she were a

little tipsy.

"Marcus, I want to kiss you." Natalie moved closer, locking eyes with him. Before he could respond, she leaned in and kissed him.

Marcus' body tensed up instantly. His hand moved to her waist, but he didn't pull away. He let her kiss him. The last time, he had kissed her in the car, unable to control himself. This time, she was the one making the move.

They kissed again, but neither was very experienced. The softness of her lips against his made his mind go blank for a moment.

Natalie kept her eyes wide open, staring directly into Marcus' eyes. She saw a reflection of herself in them. She giggled softly. After laughing, she brushed her lips against his, sending a shiver through him.

Marcus' heart raced, and his body heated up almost uncontrollably. Especially his face and ears, which were burning from the sight of her eyes-eyes that were almost as red as the wine they had been drinking.

Marcus tightened his arms around her waist and, in one smooth motion, flipped her over so that she was lying on the couch.

He gently stroked her hair, his voice low as he asked, "Nat, I want to kiss you. Is that okay?"

Natalie blinked up at him before suddenly wrapping her arms around his neck and flipping him onto his back.

"I want to be on top," she said, then leaned down and kissed him again.

She grabbed his ears and started gently rubbing them, kissing him more forcefully.

Marcus' grip on her waist tightened at her ministration, but Natalie winced slightly from the pressure on her waist. She loosened her grip on his ear, placed her hand on his waist, and gently pushed his hand away.

"Nat, look at me. Do you know who I am?"

In the brief pause, Marcus, breathing hard, gently lifted her chin with his fingers and stared intently at her.

me, who am

she blinked, "I know who

know what

more hoarse than usual, and deeper

resting her head on his chest. She held his large hand in hers and continued to play with his ear. "I'm kissing you. Marcus, you're really handsome. You're the best-looking guy I've ever seen. Your

you're drunk," Marcus said softly, his gaze filled with tenderness and concern. He had tested how much she could handle, and now it was clear. She couldn't drink

His lips were soft, with a hint of sweet wine, almost like a chocolate truffle

soon as her lips touched his again, Marcus' large hand gripped her waist even tighter. She squirmed and slapped him lightly across

you let me kiss

and settled her on his lap, his hand firmly around her waist and the other

her eyes and letting him kiss her. The sensation was new and strange to her, but she didn't mind. In fact,

to kiss him, she would. If he didn't

smart enough to notice when she was upset and gave her what she

lost all her energy, falling limp against him, her

head away, snuggling into his arms, searching

desire. Watching her drift off in his arms, the overwhelming possessiveness in his

while, until the heat in

his jacket over her. He picked her up

sleeping, and he wasn't about

he walked out of it, carrying her, he spotted

as they saw

looking overly proper, as if they weren't

Ms. Walker okay?" Sheldon

happened to Ms. Walker?"

look before glancing back at Natalie in Marcus'

too much. I'm taking her to the guest room to