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.

was magnified infinitely, shattering his once

a person who had been poisoned, wanting to

deep breath and brushed her long hair to one side of her shoulder, leaning down to

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

a daze, David was no longer in the

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 for

seemed to hurt more after

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

sore body but her legs gave in and she fell back onto

could this be more tiring than

ached as if

and stood up again with

When David saw Rachel struggling to

him resentfully.

David had been keeping

could not figure out why she was in such a sorry

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

say that!” Rachel scolded

on her slender

back down onto

leaned over, the marks on his

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

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

fox.”

eyes widened

She shouldn’t have asked!

a hole for

off your clothes and let

tensed up. “What

afraid of

to be precise, she was afraid of the

and noble, as if he didn’t care about worldly things, but last

watched her with a gaze that was wary of liimself, like she was watching a wild beast. Silently, he took out an

with a deep crimson hue, like a ripe tomato, as she