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 magnified infinitely, shattering his once proud

like a person who had been poisoned, wanting to

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

through gaps in the curtains and stretched across the expensive wool

a daze, David

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

of bed. Every joint

arm seemed to hurt more after last night’s

Rachel could not help but curse silently in her heart. The man had said it was

and sore body but her

this be more tiring

waist ached as if she had been

deep breath and stood up again with trembling

David saw Rachel struggling to

glanced at him

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

figure out why she was in such a sorry state

a little guilty

that!” Rachel

resting on her slender waist. “Okay, I

helped Rachel lie back down onto

over, the marks on

touched the marks on his skin, three neat

on his chest and sucked on her earlobe.

fox.”

eyes widened in

She shouldn’t have asked!

she digging a hole

let me take a

immediately tensed up. “What do you want

was really afraid

she was afraid of the

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

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 look to know where it

a deep crimson hue, like a ripe tomato, as