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.

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

person who had been poisoned, wanting to

long hair to one side of her shoulder, leaning down to kiss her

morning. The dappled sunlight seeped into the room through gaps in the curtains

eyes in a daze, David was no

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

bed. Every joint in her body

matters worse, her arm seemed

the clothes s*attered all over the ground, Rachel could not help but curse silently in her heart. The

but her legs gave in

this be more tiring than

and waist ached as if she had

and

Rachel struggling to stand and

at him resentfully. “I’m

David had been keeping her up

she was in such a sorry

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

say that!”

slight smirk, his palm resting on

back down

leaned over, the marks

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

the marks on his chest and sucked on her earlobe.

fox.”

eyes widened in

She shouldn’t have asked!

a

let

immediately tensed up. “What do you want to

was really afraid of David

afraid of the beast

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

liimself, like she was watching a wild beast. Silently, he took out

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