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

was like a person who had been poisoned,

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

in the morning. The dappled sunlight seeped into the room through gaps in the curtains and stretched across the expensive wool carpet, eventually

her eyes in a daze,

seemingly reminding her of the passionate scene from

face and slowly got out of bed. Every joint in her body was sore, and she couldn’t help but gasp

matters worse, her arm seemed to

ground, Rachel could not help but curse silently in her

weak and sore body but her legs gave in and she

be more tiring

if

deep breath and stood up again with

David saw Rachel struggling to stand and quickly went over

at him resentfully. “I’m

much last night, plus David had been keeping her up all night, and now she was

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

her resentful gaze, David felt a little guilty and touched his nose. “You worked hard last

that!” Rachel

on her slender waist. “Okay, I won’t say

lie back down onto

marks on his neck

on his skin, three neat scratch marks. “Were you

on his chest and

fox.”

eyes widened

She shouldn’t have asked!

digging a

and let me take

up. “What do you want

really afraid of David

to be precise, she was afraid of the beast in

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

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

ripe tomato, as she s*atched the ointment from his hand and said, “I’ll