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.

everything about her was magnified infinitely, shattering his once proud

a person who had been poisoned, wanting to desperately obtain

mind, David took a deep breath and brushed her long hair to one side of her shoulder, leaning down to kiss her lips. “Rae-Rae, I’m

through gaps in the curtains and stretched across

daze, David was

ambiguous aura, seemingly reminding her of the

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

arm seemed

in

sore body but her legs gave in and she fell

this be more tiring than physical

waist ached as if she had been

a deep breath and stood up again with trembling

Rachel struggling to

at him resentfully.

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

was in such a sorry state after last night’s events, while

gaze, David felt a little guilty and touched his nose.

say that!” Rachel scolded

his palm resting on her slender waist. “Okay, I

helped Rachel lie back down onto the

over, the marks on his neck were

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

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

fox.”

widened

She shouldn’t have asked!

a

clothes and let me take a look,”

immediately tensed up. “What do you

afraid

she was afraid of

he looked so aloof and noble, as if he didn’t care about worldly things, but last night. he seemed like he

he took out an ointment from his pocket and said,

with a deep crimson hue, like a ripe tomato, as she s*atched the ointment from his hand and said,