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.

her was magnified infinitely, shattering his once

was like a person who had been poisoned, wanting to desperately obtain

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

through gaps in

daze, David

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

of bed. Every joint in her body was sore, and she couldn’t help but

arm seemed

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

up with her weak and sore body but her legs gave in

be more

if she had been dragged for

and stood up again with trembling

struggling to stand

him

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

was in such a sorry state after last

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

that!” Rachel

gave a slight smirk, his palm resting on her slender

lie back down onto the

leaned over, the marks on his

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

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

fox.”

widened

She shouldn’t have asked!

a hole for

let me take a look,” David

immediately tensed up. “What do you want

afraid

precise, she was afraid of the beast in

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

was wary of liimself, like she was watching a wild beast. Silently, he took out an ointment from

tomato, as she s*atched the ointment from his