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.

about her was magnified infinitely, shattering his once proud cool

like a person who had been poisoned, wanting to

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

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

eyes in a daze, David was no longer in

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

got out of bed. Every joint in her body was sore,

her arm seemed to hurt more after

in her heart. The man had said it was the last time, but it happened again and

with her weak and sore body but her legs gave in and

more tiring than

back and waist ached as if

and stood up again with trembling

to stand and quickly went

him resentfully.

eat much last night, plus David had been keeping her up all night, and

why she was in such a sorry state after

felt a little guilty and touched

that!”

slight smirk, his palm resting on her slender waist.

helped Rachel lie back down onto the

he leaned over, the marks on his neck were

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

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

fox.”

eyes widened in

She shouldn’t have asked!

she digging a

your clothes and let me

tensed up. “What do you want to

afraid of David

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

things, but last night. he seemed like he had gone mad, wanting nothing

Silently, he took out an ointment from his pocket and said, “Put this on.” He didn’t need to look to know

as she s*atched the