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.

breath, her body temperature, everything about her was magnified infinitely, shattering his once proud cool

a person who had

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

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

a daze,

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

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

matters worse, her arm seemed to

at the clothes s*attered all over the ground, Rachel could not help but curse silently in her

body but her

could this be more tiring

back and waist ached as if she had been

took a deep breath and stood up again with trembling

Rachel struggling to stand and quickly went

him resentfully.

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

was in such a sorry state after last night’s

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

say that!” Rachel scolded

his palm resting on her slender waist. “Okay, I

Rachel lie back

the marks on his

skin, three neat

on his chest and sucked on her earlobe.

fox.”

eyes widened

She shouldn’t have asked!

digging a

off your clothes and let me

tensed up. “What do you

really afraid of

afraid of the beast in hum that was

as if he didn’t care about worldly things, but last night. he seemed like he had gone mad, wanting

a wild beast. Silently, he took out an ointment from his pocket and said, “Put this on.” He didn’t need to look to know where

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