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.

breath, her body temperature, everything about her was magnified infinitely, shattering

had

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

sunlight seeped into the room through gaps in the curtains and stretched across the expensive wool carpet, eventually landing on the

a daze, David was no longer in

a faint ambiguous aura, seemingly reminding her of the

face and slowly got out of bed. Every joint in

make matters worse, her arm seemed to hurt more after last night’s

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

stand up with her weak and sore body but her legs

this be more

waist ached as if she had been

deep breath and

Rachel struggling to stand and quickly went

at him resentfully. “I’m

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 night’s events, while

little guilty and touched his nose. “You worked

that!”

palm resting on her slender waist. “Okay, I won’t

back down

marks

fingertips lightly touched the marks on his skin, three neat scratch marks. “Were you

and sucked on her earlobe. “Scratched

fox.”

eyes widened in

She shouldn’t have asked!

digging a

and let me take

mind immediately tensed up. “What do

really afraid of

afraid of the beast in hum

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

beast. Silently, he took out an ointment from his pocket and said, “Put this on.” He

tomato, as she s*atched the ointment from his hand and said, “I’ll