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.

was magnified infinitely,

a person who had

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

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

in a daze, David

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

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

seemed to hurt more after last night’s

ground, Rachel could not help but curse silently in her heart. The man had said it was the last time,

with her weak and sore body but her

more tiring

as if she had been

breath and stood

to stand and quickly went over to support her

him resentfully. “I’m

last night, plus David had been keeping her up

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

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

say that!” Rachel

resting on her slender waist. “Okay, I

lie back down

the marks on his neck

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

glanced at the marks on his chest and sucked on

fox.”

eyes widened

She shouldn’t have asked!

a

let me take a look,”

immediately tensed up. “What do you

was really afraid

to be precise, she was afraid of

but last night. he seemed like he had

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

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