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

who had been

brushed her long hair to one

The dappled sunlight seeped into the room through gaps in the curtains and stretched across the expensive wool carpet,

opened her eyes in a daze, David

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

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

arm seemed

not help but curse silently in

tried to stand up with her weak and sore body but her legs gave in and she fell back

this be more tiring

as if she had been dragged

a deep breath and stood up again with

David saw Rachel struggling to stand and quickly

him resentfully. “I’m

had been keeping her up all night, and now she

not figure out why she was in such a sorry state after last night’s events, while David seemed

felt a little guilty and touched his

say that!” Rachel scolded

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

back down onto

marks on

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

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

fox.”

eyes widened in

She shouldn’t have asked!

a hole for

off your clothes and let me take a look,” David

up. “What do you

was really afraid

she was afraid of the beast

last night. he seemed like he had gone

of 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

deep crimson hue, like a ripe tomato, as she s*atched