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

was like a person who had been poisoned, wanting to

mind, David took a deep breath and brushed her long hair to one side of her shoulder, leaning down to kiss her lips.

the room through gaps in the curtains and stretched across the expensive wool carpet,

a daze, David

faint ambiguous aura, seemingly reminding her of the passionate scene from the

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

her arm seemed to hurt more

in her heart. The man had said it was

up with her weak and sore body but her

be more tiring than

and waist ached as if she

and stood up again with

struggling to stand and quickly went over

him resentfully. “I’m

plus David had been keeping her up all night,

she could not figure out why she was in such a sorry

David felt a little guilty and touched his nose. “You worked hard

say that!”

on her slender waist. “Okay, I won’t say

Rachel lie back down onto

marks on his neck were

happened?” Rachel’s fingertips lightly touched the marks on his skin, three neat

his chest and sucked on her earlobe. “Scratched by

fox.”

eyes widened in

She shouldn’t have asked!

digging a hole for

and let

tensed up. “What do you want

afraid of David

afraid of the

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

was wary of liimself, like she was watching a wild beast. Silently, he took out an ointment from his pocket and said, “Put this on.” He didn’t need to look

crimson hue, like a ripe tomato, as she s*atched the ointment from his hand and said,