Betrayal At The Altar

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.

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

a person who had been poisoned, wanting

hair to one side of her shoulder, leaning down to kiss her lips. “Rae-Rae,

gaps in the curtains and stretched across the expensive

a daze, David was no

ambiguous aura, seemingly reminding her of the

of bed. Every joint in her body was sore, and she couldn’t help

matters worse, her arm seemed

but curse silently in her heart. The man had

but her legs gave in

could this be more tiring

waist ached as if she

a deep breath and stood

up?” When David saw Rachel struggling to stand and quickly

at him resentfully.

not eat much last night, plus David had been keeping her up all night, and now she was

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

David felt a little guilty and touched his nose. “You worked hard last

say that!” Rachel scolded

on her slender

lie back down

leaned over, the marks on

skin, three neat scratch marks. “Were you scratched by

the marks on his chest and sucked on

fox.”

eyes widened

She shouldn’t have asked!

digging a

your clothes and let me take

up. “What

was really afraid of David

to be precise, she was afraid of the beast in hum that was

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 her into

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

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