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.

temperature, everything about her was magnified infinitely, shattering his once

like a person who had been poisoned, wanting to desperately

to one side of her

gaps in

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

aura, seemingly reminding her of the

touched her flushed face and slowly got out of bed. Every joint in

arm seemed

help but curse silently in her heart. The man had said it was the last time, but

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

could this be more tiring

waist ached as if she had been dragged

deep breath and stood

struggling to stand and quickly went over to

glanced at him

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

not figure out why she was in such a sorry state after last night’s events, while

guilty and touched his nose.

that!”

resting on her

helped Rachel lie back down onto

leaned over, the marks on his neck

touched the marks on his skin, three

glanced at the marks on his chest and sucked

fox.”

widened

She shouldn’t have asked!

digging a hole for

let me take a

up. “What do you want

afraid

afraid of the

things, but last night. he seemed like

was wary of liimself, like she was watching a wild beast. Silently, he took out an ointment from his pocket and said,

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