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Chapter Fourteen: Bump's First Holiday
Rachel and Eddie's stay in Santorini disappeared in a blur. Before either knew it, their last night was upon them. The couple hadn't dined in Firostefani since their first night. Neither wanted to miss an opportunity to venture further afield for food. However, they stayed local for their last night. On their first night, they'd gotten takeout from Taverna Romantic. Bearing this in mind, Rachel and Eddie decided there was no better way to bookend their retreat. So, this called for a return visit.
Their waiter for the evening approached as the couple pored over the menu. They eventually made their choices, thanks to their waiter's input. Eddie opted for the daily special of oven-baked lamb with potatoes and vegetables. Rachel chose a cheese pie and eggplant salad.
There was no shortage of conversation topics for the couple. They discussed highlights of the trip before agreeing to return someday. Ideally, when Rachel wasn't pregnant so they could tour the vineyards and sample some local wine. Rachel's condition didn't stop Eddie partaking, but he flat-out refused. If she couldn't join him, he wasn't interested. Eddie's refusal caused Rachel's heart to swell with pride. Not only that, it also shored up her certainty about wanting to return someday. So they could do the wine tours, if nothing else.
It was Friday night, so they had a longer wait for their mains, but that bothered neither Eddie nor Rachel. They had a Greek olive tapenade each as a starter and talked, sharing occasional affectionate looks. Rachel's face shone with happiness and it instilled an enormous sense of pride in Eddie that he'd been the one to make her so happy. If she'd let him, he'd be perfectly content to have her by his side for the rest of his life.
As he daydreamed about what the rest of their lives might look like, Rachel's hand slid across the table, returning him to the present. "Are you OK?" she asked as a look of concern flicked across her face, extinguishing the earlier happiness.
Eddie entwined his fingers with Rachel's and shot a reassuring smile her way, "I'm fine," he replied, "just thinking."
"You'd better stop doing that, you'll set a precedent."
"Oi, cheeky."
Rachel laughed, "tell me… please."
Their waiter for the evening saved Eddie by bringing across their mains. He accepted their thanks before stepping back, allowing them to enjoy their meal in tranquil surroundings. The meals were exquisite, not that either expected anything less from this beautiful island. As they ate, Rachel remembered the night they'd dined in Oia after watching the iconic sunset. They'd pitched up at a fish tavern recommended by some locals they'd got chatting to earlier in the day and sampled the most remarkable squid and octopus. At one point, Rachel begged Eddie for a taste of his squid, which he only agreed to on the understanding that he could try some of her octopus. Before this break, she hadn't pinned him down as someone who was that adventurous with food. She'd learnt a lot about Eddie Lawson across that week, so she deemed the holiday a resounding success.
They shared a delicious baklava for dessert. Rachel wanted to sample it, but wasn't sure she'd finish a slice of her own after a filling main. The Greek dessert plugged the last hole in their stomachs. After paying off the bill and promising to return next time they came to Santorini, Rachel and Eddie left. Both intended on taking a slow walk back to their haven, wishing to enjoy what remained of their last night.
As they meandered hand-in-hand down the village's narrow streets, Rachel felt the heaviness in her heart more keenly with every step. She didn't want to return to real-life in Rochdale, she wanted to stay here, with him, forever. "Why must we go home?" she said aloud.
Eddie chuckled, "I never thought I'd hear you say those words."
"There's a first time for everything, I've loved being here and I wish we could stay forever."
Eddie nodded, "if only we could," he responded. "However, responsibility beckons, Phillip and the school being our main two."
Rachel rolled her eyes, "trust you to burst the bubble," she said, stopping in her tracks and causing Eddie to stop too. "I don't think I've yet said thank you for bringing me here, I'm grateful."
A smirk rose, "how grateful?"
There was a sparkle present in her eyes that didn't come from the lights jumping from building to building around them. Call it instinct, but Eddie understood where this would lead. Rachel's smirk mirrored his as she stretched upwards and hovered against his ear, "let's get back to the hotel, Lawson, and I'll show you."
All thoughts either party had of a slow walk back to the hotel had long since evaporated.
Rachel's lips were upon Eddie's before they'd even got through the door. Given her words a few minutes beforehand, her actions did not surprise him. Her desperation to convey how grateful she was to him for giving her the time of her life overwhelmed her. Upon shutting the door, Eddie tried to guide her through to the bedroom, but Rachel's movements stalled. She broke away, shaking her head, "no. Here."
Eddie's eyes widened, and no complaint came forth in response. Her attitude surprised him because more often than not, he'd taken the lead when things became physical; that was a concept he'd never really understood. Because of her past, he'd imagined that she might want to take the lead when things got physical. However, Eddie supposed that giving over control to him was Rachel's way of showing how much she trusted him. She knew he wasn't like most of the men she'd encountered in her past, and he proved that time and time again.
The silence from Eddie spurred Rachel on, her lips finding his in seconds. The response received was immediate. His lips parted and Rachel mimicked his movements. Her fingers moved from his jaw-line, into his hair, fisting into it as their kiss intensified. All too soon, however, Rachel pulled away. Eddie raised an eyebrow and the look he gave her sent Rachel's heart into overdrive; from there, autopilot took over. Her hands travelled south, moving over his shoulders and chest before settling upon his hips. She reached for the hem of the casual t-shirt he'd slung on after their pre-dinner swim, then reached up to kiss him, hitching the garment upwards. Moments later, Eddie pulled away and assisted with the removal of the garment. Once done, Eddie's arms encircled Rachel's waist as she groaned against him. His fingers swept over the light cotton material of her dress in search of the zip; a grin spread across his face as he located the fastening. A nip to Rachel's earlobe followed, leading her to elicit another groan. As Eddie lowered the zip, the overwhelming desire to touch her bare skin overcame him. He couldn't resist trailing fingers across her back and Rachel sucked in a breath in response. It was the merest caress, but enough to leave her wanting more. The dress loosened around her, and Eddie pulled at the shoulder, wanting to remove it. Rachel, however, shook her head once again, "not yet," she muttered, pairing the words with a seductive wink.
Disappointment clouded Eddie's face, but Rachel quelled that as her lips found his. Her movement set in motion another passionate frenzy of kisses. Causing enough of a distraction to enable her to undo Eddie's chino shorts. Rachel's tactic worked, for he didn't realise what she was doing until a hand stroked over the front of his boxers. Eddie groaned against Rachel at the realisation. Her lips upturned in a smirk before pulling back. "Get 'em off, Lawson," she demanded.
Eddie couldn't lie, on the rare occasion in which Rachel had taken control of their physical encounters, he'd found it one Hell of a turn-on. It was a feeling that still existed. Perhaps more so now as their relationship had evolved since last time. He soon ceded, ridding himself of both chino shorts and boxers. Before too long, he stood naked in front of her. A smirk danced across Rachel's face as she bit down upon her bottom lip, then swept her tongue over both. At that moment, Eddie congratulated himself upon securing the booked of a soundproofed suite. Not that it mattered either way. As Eddie's gaze met Rachel's, she saw the familiar fire dancing in his eyes and felt certain he saw a similar fire in hers. A fire that screamed lust, arousal and the deepest emotion of all, love. At this, a lump rose in Rachel's throat. She never imagined finding love, certainly never to the extent she'd found it with Eddie. Her happiness was at its peak, all because of him. "Now…" he trailed off, keeping his voice low to avoid betraying how turned on he was, "your turn."
The tables seem to have turned so fast, but Rachel refused to allow Eddie a moment in which to think he'd gained the upper hand. Her hands applied pressure to his shoulders, forcing him into a seated position upon the sofa. As Rachel stood in front of him and their gazes locked, something indefinable passed between them. She didn't have to do this, she realised. Eddie must have known how grateful she was for this romantic retreat, so there was no reason for her to show him to this extent. However, she'd promised, and Rachel Mason never backed down or broke a promise if she could help it. It was a trend she refused to buck now.
Her fingers reached for the straps upon her maxi dress. Off they came. Because Eddie had already unfastened the zip, the garment easily fell to the floor. Rachel reached behind her and fumbled with the fastenings of her bra before casting it aside. Eddie's gaze remained upon her as she undressed, "God, you're beautiful Rach… honestly."
The softest of smiles lit up her face as she hooked her fingers beneath the matching knickers, inching them downwards before freeing herself. Soon afterward, Rachel clambered into Eddie's lap. He groaned as she got comfortable; Rachel's lips hovered over his ear, then she too released a low groan as his erection twitched between her thighs. Rachel rose with his touch as he stroked her inner thigh, pleading for it. Eddie's fingers obeyed the unspoken plea and swept over her core, causing Rachel to emit a strangled gasp of pleasure. The teasing became unnecessary, for he knew she was ready. Despite that, Eddie couldn't resist one last tease, stroking over her before spiralling away. His tease has the desired effect, Rachel was so amped up on her own arousal, so all she saw was him. The eventual, initial penetration was all that occupied Rachel's mind, she was that desperate for it.
She sunk a little, leaving enough room for a hand to manoeuvre between their bodies, enabling her to find her prize. Now, it was her turn to administer the tease. Her fingers closed around him, resulting in a groan at the sudden contact. Rachel opened her fist, using only the tips of her fingers to stroke over him. She carried on her motions until Eddie's moans reached a crescendo, then her resistance crumbled.
Rachel sunk further, guiding Eddie's erection towards her opening. Then, she pitched forwards, feeling his penetration. The only sounds heard were their collective moans. Rachel's gaze settled upon Eddie. She released a soft giggle which caused a significant unravelling of his self-control. Still, his determination to allow her to lead remained. He just hoped she hurried up. Eddie's arms snaked around her waist while Rachel's enfolded at the back of his neck. The first movement of her hips followed, paired with a passionate kiss. The intensity escalated and with it, the speed of her movements. Soon enough, she rode him with a sense of reckless abandon. Rachel's movements became rhythmic. Eddie's followed, taking everything she had to give him. His hands remained upon her waist, guiding her movements.
Their passionate frenzy of kisses continued, thus muffling the true volume of their pleasured moans. Not that it mattered with their room being soundproofed. All too soon though, Eddie pulled away and his lips found her shoulder blade, leaving an array of kisses there that only enhanced her pleasure. Rachel's gaze flicked upwards as her hands cradled Eddie's head against her chest whilst his lips brushed over the perimeter of her scar. She bit her bottom lip as she tried to suppress the moan rising in her throat. Her attempt to do so was useless. Eddie groaned out loud against her chest as she continued to rock her hips, so she couldn't help moaning in delight herself. Eddie's breaths became steadily more laboured against Rachel, hers too were becoming heavier and more difficult to draw. Rachel's loudest groan yet rose in her throat and she released it, thus bringing with it the realisation that their climaxes were imminent. Eddie's lips and tongue stroked over her already-sensitive nipple before swapping and taking the other into his mouth. "Oh Jesus, Eddie," Rachel gasped out loud, "I'm almost there," she added whilst increasing the pace one last time, sensing that would be all it took.
"Same, sweetheart, give me everything you've got."
Rachel complied. Moments later, an exultant shriek emanated from her lips as an orgasm burst forth. Her body shook whilst riding out the glorious waves, with him climaxing soon afterwards. His ejaculation was just as noisy as Rachel's had been beforehand. As Eddie's climax enveloped him, she slowed down before coming to a stop. Soon enough, the waves of pleasure rippled away. All was silent, aside from their heavy breathing.
Rachel smiled to herself, hugging Eddie's warm, masculine body close as a tingling sensation rose in her stomach. However, the moment soon passed. "Now do you see?" she murmured.
Eddie nodded, "I knew anyway, I just played along when you said about showing me."
She rolled her eyes, seeing that as a typical Eddie response. For a few minutes, they remained in position, savouring the moment. That was, until Rachel rose, withdrawing and reaching for the silk robe she'd slung to the side earlier that day. Eddie frowned, watching as she adjusted the robe, pulling it around her svelte frame but not tying it up. "Rach?" he muttered.
She remained silent, padding across the room before pushing open the doors to their private balcony. Sensing something was on her mind, Eddie reached for his boxers and pulled them on before joining her. "Talk to me, Rach," he murmured, resting his chin upon her shoulder and a hand against her hip.
Rachel released a deep breath before unburdening herself, "I don't want the fairy-tale to end."
Eddie's forehead wrinkled in confusion, "eh?"
She sighed, not expecting him to understand first time round, "this holiday has been like something from my dreams. I never imagined having this because people like me rarely get a happy ending."
Eddie spun Rachel around so she faced him. Their gazes met, "it's because of your past that you deserve this happiness," he replied. "God, what you endured is something most people couldn't comprehend, but you overcame it, and it turned out to be the making of you. That's why I will always be here, to give you the happiness you deserve."
A radiant smile creased Rachel's face as Eddie's words sunk in, "do you reckon we can classify this as Bump's First Holiday?"
Eddie laughed at the tangent she'd gone off on, "I don't see why not," he replied, "they all count."
Upon hearing his words, Rachel's grin widened as her hand descended to her stomach, "I hope they enjoyed it as much as I have."
"And me," Eddie replied as his hands parted her silk robe and settled upon her bare stomach. He shuffled closer, resting his forehead against hers as they contemplated what the future would hold for them. "Come on," he muttered, "tomorrow will be tiresome, let's get to bed."
Rachel nodded in agreement, taking his hand as they wandered back into their suite.
Amidst all their hopes and ideals for the future, what came next was not in their plan…
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