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

like a person who had been

and brushed her long hair to one side of

The dappled sunlight seeped into the room through gaps in the curtains

her eyes in a daze, David was no longer in

seemingly reminding her of

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

arm seemed to hurt more after last

not help but curse silently in her heart. The man

stand up with her weak and sore body but

this be more

ached as if she had been dragged for

and

Rachel struggling to stand and quickly went over to support

glanced at him resentfully. “I’m

eat much last night, plus David had been keeping her up all night, and

why she was in such a sorry state after last night’s

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

say that!”

his palm resting on her slender

Rachel lie back

he leaned over, the marks on

Rachel’s fingertips lightly touched the marks on his skin, three neat scratch marks. “Were you scratched by

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

fox.”

widened in

She shouldn’t have asked!

a hole

your clothes and let me

mind immediately tensed up. “What do you

was really afraid

of

care about worldly things, but last night. he seemed

a gaze that 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

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