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.

breath, her body temperature, everything about her was magnified infinitely, shattering his once proud cool

person who had been poisoned, wanting to

brushed her long hair to one side of her shoulder, leaning

morning. The dappled sunlight seeped into the room through gaps in the

her eyes in a daze,

a faint ambiguous aura, seemingly reminding her of

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

seemed to hurt

help but curse silently in her heart. The

tried to stand up with her weak and sore body but her legs gave in and she fell

more tiring

ached as if she had been dragged

deep breath and stood up again

struggling to stand

at him

been keeping her up

she could not figure out why she was in such a sorry state after

a little guilty and touched his

that!” Rachel scolded

palm resting on her slender waist. “Okay, I

back

over, the marks on

marks on his skin, three neat scratch

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

fox.”

eyes widened

She shouldn’t have asked!

she digging a

your clothes and let me take a look,”

mind immediately tensed up. “What do you want

was really afraid of David

of the beast in hum that

so aloof and noble, as if he didn’t care about worldly things, but last night. he seemed like

out an ointment from his pocket and said, “Put this on.” He didn’t

a deep crimson hue, like a ripe tomato, as