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.

tell me,

Marcus," she blinked, "I

do you know what you're

eyes were bloodshot, his voice more hoarse than usual,

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 lips are so soft,

tenderness and concern. He had tested how much she could handle, and

soft, with a hint of sweet wine, almost like a

waist even tighter. She squirmed and slapped him lightly across the face in

don't you let me

your eyes," Marcus' voice was rough, and with a sudden motion, he lifted her up and settled her on his lap, his hand firmly around her waist and the other holding the back of her head. Then, he

letting him kiss her. The sensation was new and strange to

to kiss him, she would. If he didn't want her to, then next

she

was gentle, and soon, Natalie lost all her

his arms, searching for a comfortable spot, and falling asleep

came in shallow gasps as he fought to control his desire. Watching her drift off in his arms, the overwhelming possessiveness in his

in his body was under control. Only then did he whisper softly,

hair back, then carefully draped his jacket over her. He picked her up carefully, intending to take her

place for sleeping, and he wasn't about to let her stay

carrying her, he

as

up, looking overly proper, as if

Ms. Walker okay?" Sheldon asked, trying to keep his

what happened to Ms.

at Natalie in Marcus' arms. It definitely looked like something

to the guest room to rest," Marcus