"On a Break" (A Roschel fanfiction) English Version

Chapter 26: Wedding night.

The suite had a beautiful view of the city and was decorated with flowers and champagne was chilling on the breakfast table.

"I can't believe you're my wife," Ross said, raising his glass for a toast.

"Honey, I've been your wife before, remember?" - she joked.

"But this time it's going to be forever," he added.

"Here's to that". - Rachel raised her own glass and they tried to drink from each other's glass but it was more complicated than it looked.

"It looks so easy in the movies," he complained in frustration.

"I know! 'It doesn't matter," Rachel took a long sip and dropped the glass on the table, then put her arms around his neck and stared at him intensely. "What matters is that we're together in the best suite in the hotel and tomorrow morning we'll be on a plane to Paris."

"I know... And what matters is that very soon I will be undressing you" - he whispered in her ear.

"By the way, I have a surprise for you," she said in a mysterious tone, letting go of him and heading towards the bathroom.

" What?" - Ross asked curious but soon she came back holding what looked like a medicine tablet and put it in his hand. Ross looked at it and realized it was her empty birth control pill, getting confused.

"Do you want me to come down and buy pills for you now?" - he asked intrigued.

"No," she laughed. "Remember I said we could think about giving Emma a brother after the wedding?"

"I do," he said, visibly interested.

"I'm ready, Ross. What do you say I don't buy a new pack of pills?" - she suggested, her voice a little unsure.

"I think we can start practicing now, come here" - he threw the tablet back and pulled her by the arm kissing her longingly.

"But you know this could take a while, don't you? We're going to need a lot of practice," she added, letting go of him for a minute as her hands opened the buttons of his shirt.

"That won't be a problem at all," he agreed, turning her back to open her wedding dress, which was a single front with only one button holding the straps and a zipper on the skirt. "I love that your dress is so easy to take off," he said with satisfaction.

She wasn't wearing a bra because the model didn't allow it, but she was wearing tiny white lace panties that paired with a delicate garter belt. Rachel took off his belt throwing it on the floor in a hurry and pulled him by his pants to the bed.

"Wait, I want to enjoy this view for a minute," he commented as she propped her elbows behind her on the bed, beckoning him to lie on top of her.

"Did you like it?" - she questioned with satisfaction, moving her foot towards his crotch. He was already completely undressed except for his black boxers. Rachel ran her tongue between her teeth, pleased to see how fit he was.

"Do I like it?" he asked, brushing her foot over his erection that was struggling to get out of his underwear.

"Wow, and you haven't even seen what it looks like in the back yet -" she turned around teasingly, revealing her thong.

"Wow, those squats are working, huh?" - he complimented as he crawled across the bed giving soft kisses from her ankles, going up to her ass. When he reached the curve of her butt, he gave her a light bite and continued kissing over the bones of her spine until he reached the nape of her neck. -

"And this perfume... "- he sighed into her neck, making her shiver.

"It's new, like everything I'm wearing today," she said, pleased with the result as she turned to face him again and squeezed his biceps.

"You don't look so bad yourself. Why did we waste so much time?"

"I don't know, I just know we're not going to waste another minute" - before she could answer he kissed her lips again, now without any delicacy, letting his lips slide down her neck towards her breasts where he stopped for a few moments before continuing to kiss her abdomen, going lower and lower while using his hands to spread her legs.

"And the surprises don't end...." - he moaned with interest as he found a slit in the front of her panties. Rachel put her legs over his shoulders as he sucked her eagerly

"Wait... Stop..." she begged between sobbing moans, pulling him by the hair. "I want you in there now."

"Your wish is my command, Mrs. Ross," he joked, remembering his first marriage as he stopped for a minute to finally get rid of his underwear.

When he finally fit his body into hers the sensation was a pleasure indescribable with words. A pleasure he wanted to extend to the fullest no matter how hard Rachel made it not to climax with her moans and the unpronounceable things she whispered in his ear. She had always been good in the bedroom, but apparently a ring on her finger had made her even better.

Sweat dripped from their foreheads and a lingering kiss sealed the moment. Ross pulled the comforter over them and they dozed for a few minutes in that position that warmed them and allowed them to have that feeling that could be defined as finally being home after a long journey. There was no place they belonged more than in each other's arms.