Nevertheless, Mark picked her up in his arms and made for the stairs immediately.

She had lost a lot of weight recently. Her waist was so slim and he couldn't help but caress it lovingly. In fact, they had not been on speaking terms for a long time, so he had not been able to touch her for ages.

But now, she was drunk and passed out. So her body was almost Limp as Mark carried her into the bedroom.

He dropped her on the soft bed and stepped back. She made a Little moan, perhaps because she now felt very comfortable.

Mark felt her voice was nice and sexy and he wished he could hear more of it.

He knelt down on the edge of the bed and began to unbutton her shirt in a bid to make her feel better.

But after he had unbuttoned three buttons, he stopped in astonishment.

The bra she was wearing was red, which made her skin appear more delicious, and her cheeks were blazing red.

Mark was very much in love with what he saw.

And he was finding it difficult to control himself. Besides, he loved her very much. She was the only woman he had been with all these years.

He couldn't help but lean down and give her a soft kiss.

She was drunk, so there was no chance of her putting up any resistance. But she seemed to know that he was the one kissing her.

“Mark," she snorted drowsily.

But Mark was insatiable. A kiss wasn't enough for him anymore.

Initially, he only wanted to make Cecilia feel better.

But now, he had deepened the kiss and began to touch her body. But the drunk woman seemed to enjoy it.

As Mark got increasingly turned on, he kept calling her name, “Cecilia... Cecilia...”

By now, Cecilia had slowly regained consciousness.

She turned her head and saw his face in the dim light. Then she fell back into a daze again.

Nevertheless, she now knew for sure that it was Mark.