Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Chapter 612

Rachel Grey raised her hand and pushed lightly, tilting her neck slightly upward. “David Jones, that’s enough…”

The little bit of strength she had was completely ineffective, and instead conveyed a sense of yielding.

David Jones coaxed her with his voice, “Good girl. Just one last time.”

Hearing this, Rachel could not help but sneer inwardly.

He had said the same thing so many times tonight.

Sure enough, a man’s words are only good as his actions!

In the end, Rachel was exhausted and fainted completely.

David gently kissed her forehead, his movements gentle and sincere, as if he wanted to

pour

all his gentleness into it.

He carefully lifted Rachel up as if she were made of glass, and walked steadily towards the bathroom.

The water temperature in the bathroom covered her exhausted body, causing her slightly furrowed brow to relax and a soft moan to escape her throat, “Mm…”

However, her usually cool voice was tinged with a hint of h*arseness, as if it had been ravaged by a violent storm.

David stirred the water and gently wiped her body, looking at the marks all over her body with a slight frown.

He knew that he had gone a little too far tonight.

He was never a rigid and conservative person. He knew what would happen if Rachel and Louis Smith were together for three years, and even wondered how far they had progressed before entering into marriage.

Therefore, David never held a grudge against Rachel for everything that had happened.

before.

But when he broke through that barrier, the shock and joy in his heart had already drowned. out his remaining rationality.

Especially when he saw Rachel’s passionate appearance, how could he maintain his sober rationality?

Everything started from instinct.

her was magnified infinitely,

had

mind, David took a deep breath and brushed her long hair to one side of her shoulder,

gaps in the curtains and

in a daze,

was filled with a faint ambiguous aura, seemingly reminding her of the passionate scene from the

got out of bed. Every joint

seemed to hurt more after last night’s

Rachel could not help but curse silently in her heart. The man had said

tried to stand up with her weak and sore body but her legs

could this be more

ached as if she had

took a deep breath and stood up again

David saw Rachel struggling to stand and quickly went over to

him

much last night, plus David had been

a sorry state after last night’s events, while David seemed completely

felt a little guilty and touched his

that!” Rachel scolded

slight smirk, his palm resting on her slender waist.

back down

over, the marks on his neck

Rachel’s fingertips lightly touched the marks on his skin,

and sucked on her earlobe. “Scratched

fox.”

widened in

She shouldn’t have asked!

digging a hole

off your clothes and let me take a

immediately tensed up. “What do

afraid

of the beast in hum that

he looked so aloof and noble, as if he didn’t care about worldly things, but last night. he seemed like he had gone mad, wanting nothing more

watching a wild beast. Silently, he took out an ointment from his pocket

with a deep crimson hue, like a ripe tomato, as she