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 desperately obtain

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

dappled sunlight seeped into the room through gaps in the

daze,

aura, seemingly reminding her of the passionate

of bed. Every joint in her body was sore,

her arm seemed

ground, Rachel could not help but curse silently in her heart. The man had said it

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

be more tiring

as if

deep breath and stood up again

David saw Rachel struggling to stand and quickly went over

glanced at him resentfully. “I’m

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

in such a sorry

little guilty and touched

say that!” Rachel

slight smirk, his palm resting on

Rachel lie back down onto the

the marks on his neck

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

the marks on his chest and sucked on her earlobe.

fox.”

eyes widened in

She shouldn’t have asked!

she digging a

off your clothes and let me take a look,”

immediately tensed up. “What do you want

afraid of David

afraid of the

and noble, as if he didn’t care about worldly things, but last night. he seemed like he had gone mad,

her with a gaze that was wary of liimself, like she was watching a wild beast. Silently, he took out an ointment from

deep crimson hue, like a ripe tomato, as she