Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Betrayal At The Altar By Dolores Delia Chapter 92

Unexpectedly, David suddenly stretched out his arm and wrapped it around Rachel’s slender waist, firmly locking her in his arms.

The cold elegant fragrance instantly enveloped Rachel.

Rachel was caught off guard and directly fell into David’s arms. The two of them were pressed tightly against each other. Even through the thin material of the clothes, Rachel could still clearly feel the unusually hot temperature of David’s body.

Even David’s breathing was at a different temperature from before.

David’s hot breath sprayed on Rachel’s face, sweeping the hair at her temples, causing her fingertips to curl up slightly, and her ears unknowingly turned red.

A little shy, Rachel pushed at David’s chest. “I’ll get your medicine.”

“Don’t move.” David’s low and hoarse voice sounded above Rachel’s head.

The short sentence sounded like a command, but also like coaxing, which was irresistible.

Rachel stopped struggling and let David hug her like an obedient rag doll.

David sensed that Rachel in his

on her waist gradually relaxed a little. David rested his chin on Rachel’s shoulder.

he spoke, David rubbed his head against Rachel’s neck like a good and clingy

was tickled by David’s hair and couldn’t help but shrink back. Rachel reached out and pushed his shoulder. “It

almost

turned pale in

it around David’s neck, barely

on Rachel’s waist. “Rae, are you testing me by throwing yourself at me

hoarseness, like sand grinding in

glared at

move!” David’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and his

the change in David’s body. In an instant, her face turned red, and she sat where she

a long while, Rachel asked carefully, “Are you alright?”

remind you that I’m a normal man.” David stared at Rachel with dark eyes. He reached out his fingertips and tucked the hair behind Rachel’s ear. “Don’t be nervous. I won’t force

behind Rachel’s ear and caressed it

took the chance to break free from his arms. Then, Rachel picked up