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 infinitely, shattering

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

deep breath and brushed her long hair to one side

gaps in the curtains and stretched across the expensive wool carpet, eventually landing on the

in a daze, David

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

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

make matters worse, her arm seemed to hurt more after

help but curse silently in her heart. The man had said it was the

to stand up with her weak and sore body but her legs gave in and she fell back onto the

this be more tiring than physical

ached as if she had been

took a deep breath and stood up again

When David saw Rachel struggling to stand and quickly went over to

at him resentfully.

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

not figure out why she was in such a sorry state after last night’s events,

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

that!” Rachel scolded

his palm resting on her slender waist. “Okay,

lie back down onto the

marks on his neck were

the marks on his skin,

at the marks on his chest and sucked on her earlobe.

fox.”

eyes widened in

She shouldn’t have asked!

a

off your clothes and let me take a

up. “What

was really afraid of

to be precise, she was afraid of the beast

if he didn’t care about worldly things, but last night. he seemed like he had gone mad, wanting

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 to know where it

a deep crimson hue, like a ripe tomato, as she s*atched the ointment