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.

was magnified

like a person who had been poisoned,

took a deep breath and brushed her long hair to

the morning. The dappled sunlight seeped into the room through gaps in the curtains and

daze, David was no longer

ambiguous aura, seemingly reminding her of the passionate scene

got out of bed. Every joint in her body was sore, and she couldn’t help

her arm seemed to

all over the ground, Rachel could not help but curse silently in her heart. The man had said it was the last time, but

with her weak and sore body but her legs gave in and she fell back onto the

be more

back and waist ached as if

and

struggling to

glanced at him resentfully.

last night, plus David had been keeping her up all

figure out why she was in such a sorry state after last

resentful gaze, David felt a little guilty and touched his nose. “You worked

say that!”

a slight smirk, his palm resting on her slender waist. “Okay, I won’t

back down onto

marks on his neck

the marks on his skin, three neat scratch

glanced at the marks on his chest and sucked on her earlobe. “Scratched

fox.”

widened

She shouldn’t have asked!

digging a hole

your clothes and let

“What do

was really afraid

was afraid of the beast in hum

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

wild beast. Silently, he took out an ointment from his pocket and said,

cheeks were flushed with a deep crimson hue, like a ripe tomato, as she s*atched the ointment from his