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

had been poisoned, wanting to

in mind, David took a deep breath and brushed her long hair to one side

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

opened her eyes in a daze, David was no longer in

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

face and slowly got out of bed. Every joint in her

worse, her arm seemed to

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

sore body but her legs gave in

be more tiring

if she had been dragged for

deep breath and

When David saw Rachel struggling to stand and quickly went over to support her

him resentfully.

been keeping her up all night, and now

was in such a sorry

a little guilty and touched

that!”

palm resting on her

lie back down onto

he leaned over, the marks on his neck were

Rachel’s fingertips lightly touched the marks on his skin, three neat scratch marks.

chest and sucked on her earlobe. “Scratched by

fox.”

eyes widened

She shouldn’t have asked!

digging a

let me take

mind immediately tensed up. “What do you

afraid of

of the beast in hum that was

about worldly things, but last night.

liimself, like she was watching a wild beast. Silently, he took out an ointment from his pocket and said, “Put this on.” He didn’t need to look to know where it should

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