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.

body temperature, everything about her was

a person who had

a deep breath and brushed her long hair to one side of her shoulder, leaning down

dappled sunlight seeped into the room through gaps

daze,

ambiguous aura, seemingly reminding her of the passionate scene from

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

seemed to hurt more after last

over the ground, Rachel could not help but curse silently in

but

more tiring than physical

if she had been dragged

and stood up

to stand and quickly went

at him

been keeping her up

in such a sorry state after last night’s events, while

little guilty and touched his nose.

that!” Rachel scolded

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

lie back

the marks on his neck were

lightly touched the marks on his skin, three neat scratch marks.

at the marks on his chest and sucked on her earlobe.

fox.”

eyes widened in

She shouldn’t have asked!

she digging a hole for

let me take

tensed up. “What

afraid of

she was afraid of the beast in hum

aloof and noble, as if he didn’t care about worldly things, but last night. he seemed like he had gone mad, wanting nothing more than pound her

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 to know

like a ripe tomato, as she s*atched the