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.

everything about her was magnified infinitely, shattering his once

who had been

a deep breath and brushed her long hair to one side of her shoulder, leaning down to kiss her lips. “Rae-Rae,

gaps in the curtains and

her eyes in a daze, David was

with a faint ambiguous aura, seemingly

flushed face and slowly got out of bed. Every joint in her

seemed to hurt more

could not help but curse silently in her heart. The man had said it was the last time, but

and sore body but her

be more

if she had

breath and stood

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

glanced at him

night, plus David had been keeping her up

figure out why she was in such a sorry state

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

that!” Rachel scolded

smirk, his palm resting on her slender waist. “Okay, I won’t

back

over, the marks

on his skin, three

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

fox.”

widened in

She shouldn’t have asked!

a

your clothes and let

up. “What do you

was really afraid of David

of the beast in

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

that was wary of liimself, like she was watching a wild beast. Silently, he took out an ointment from his pocket and said, “Put

ripe tomato, as she s*atched the ointment from his hand and