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.

everything about her was magnified infinitely, shattering his once

was like a person who had been poisoned, wanting

brushed her long hair to one side of her shoulder, leaning down to

into the room through gaps in the curtains and stretched across the expensive wool carpet, eventually landing on the

opened her eyes in a daze, David was no longer in the

a faint ambiguous aura, seemingly

and slowly got out of bed. Every joint in her body was sore, and

worse, her arm seemed to hurt

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

to stand up with her weak and sore body but her legs gave in and she fell

more tiring than

and waist ached as if she

deep breath and stood up again with trembling

David saw Rachel struggling to stand and quickly went

at him resentfully. “I’m

not eat much last night, plus David had been keeping her up all night, and now

such a

felt a little guilty and touched his nose. “You

say that!” Rachel

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

helped Rachel lie back down onto the

over, the marks on

touched the marks on his skin,

the marks on his chest and sucked on her earlobe.

fox.”

widened

She shouldn’t have asked!

a hole for

your clothes and let me take a

immediately tensed up. “What

afraid of

she was afraid of the beast in hum

so aloof and noble, as if he didn’t care about worldly things, but last night. he

beast. Silently, he took out an ointment from

like a ripe tomato, as she s*atched the ointment from his hand and said, “I’ll do