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.

about her was magnified

who had been

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

the room through gaps in

her eyes in a daze,

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

out of bed. Every joint in her body was

her arm seemed to

the clothes s*attered all over the ground, Rachel could not help but curse silently in her

her weak and sore body but her legs

more tiring than

waist ached as if

and stood up

are you up?” When David saw Rachel struggling to stand and quickly went over

glanced at him resentfully.

last night, plus David had been

was in such a

a little guilty and touched his

that!”

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

Rachel lie back

marks

on his skin, three

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

fox.”

eyes widened

She shouldn’t have asked!

she digging a

clothes and let me

tensed up. “What do you want to

was really afraid of

be precise, she was afraid of the beast in hum

things, but last night. he seemed like he had gone mad, wanting nothing more than pound

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

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