10. Suzie

10

SUZIE

" I s that a marriage proposal?" I must be delirious. Probably from the two orgasms I just had. They're making me hear things. There's no way Jack just said he wanted to marry me. Not Jack the Asshole Englishman who ran off and ghosted me.

Jack shrugs. "Yeah, why not. I'll marry you tomorrow if you'll have me, Suzie. I love you. I always have, and I always will."

My eyes narrow, because this has got to be him joking around. "This is an awful big way to talk yourself into getting laid."

He grins. "I'm just saying. If we do this, I'm playing for keeps. I wanted you to know before we make love. I'm not doing casual with you, Suzie. I'm here for forever."

I'm stunned into silence.

Maybe it's the two orgasms he gave with his hand, or maybe it's his dick standing tall and proud that I long to slide inside me, or maybe it's the fresh air and the fact that we're even having this conversation on the side of a cliff when we're about to have sex. But my heart flutters open, and some of the doubts about him melt away. The connection between us is still strong. He still makes me laugh, he makes me smile, and he makes me come hard.

Jack looks earnest, and my stupid heart wants to believe him. But it's a lot, and he doesn't know everything he needs to know.

"Don't say anything yet." He presses his lips to mine, and heat jumps between us. "I don't need an answer to the marriage proposal. I know I've got to prove myself, and I'll do that. Just say yes to giving me a second chance. A real chance to be together." He leans forward and his breath tickles the spot behind my ear, sending heat through my body. "Then I'll give your pussy what she needs."

Wet heat floods my panties, and I nod. Because what's a girl to do? It's unfair and he knows it, but Jack never did play fair.

"Okay." I nod as my body melts. What can it hurt, giving him another chance? I'll tell him about George, and we can see if he still wants to stick around.

"Good girl," Jack whispers in my ear, and I almost come undone.

His hands slide my leggings off, taking my panties with them. The cool air contrasts with the heat coursing through my veins and makes me shiver.

"Someone might come." I glance over his shoulder, but Jack shrugs.

"On the off season during the day? Not likely."

He trails kisses down my neck, and any thoughts of anyone showing up flee my mind. Jack nestles between my thighs and he hoists one leg up, exposing me even more. He pushes in between my legs, and his dick slides between my folds. It grazes my sensitive nub, sending a wave of sensation through me.

"Do you have a condom?" I'm not taking any chances of a second accidental pregnancy.

Jack grabs one from his back pocket, and in one fast stroke he sheaths himself.

"I shouldn't be surprised you came prepared."

He gives me a lopsided grin. "I'm nothing if not an optimist."

He nudges inside me, and I grip his shoulders at the sensation. It's been too long, and I had forgotten how good he feels.

"Are you okay?" I open my eyes, and Jack is watching me intently. "I mean what I say, Suzie. You're mine."

He thrusts in suddenly, and I'm filled with warm sensations so intense they make me gasp.

"Jack!" I wail as he slides deeper inside me.

His eyes never leave mine, and the intensity makes it hard to breathe. We're locked together, our bodies moving as one. He holds my hips, maneuvering me to get the right angle for friction and depth.

His thumb runs circles over my clit, and I lean back and give in to the sensation.

"You're mine, Suzie," he repeats as he thrusts into me.

Then it's too much and I fall over the edge, coming in a crash of heat and wet and noise as I cry out, the sound bouncing off the rocks around us. He comes a moment later, releasing into me, his body pressing against mine.

We hold each other for a long moment as long forgotten sensations fill my chest. This is what it's like to be held. My body molds to his, and I don't want to let go.

A breeze tickles my exposed legs, reminding me I'm half naked. We pull apart and dress quickly, suddenly aware of how exposed we are. This isn't like me to do something as spontaneous as have sex on the side of a mountain. But Jack always brought out a different side of me.

"Thank you for giving me another chance." He pulls me into an embrace and kisses the top of my head. "No secrets between us this time, I promise."

He leans back so I can see his face and the sincerity there. Jack thinks he's the one with the secrets, but this time it's me who's holding back.

His brow creases, like he can tell what I'm thinking. "What is it?"

I open my mouth to tell him about George. But fear grips me. We've had one magical day, but will he really stay?

While I hesitate, there's the sound of a twig snapping and murmured voices.

Jack spins around as an elderly couple emerge on the path, gripping walking poles and backpacks.

"Morning," Jack calls cheerily. "The trail's back that way. This is just the path to the climbing area."

The old man smiles. "I know. We used to come up here when we were young." He flicks a glance at the old woman, and I swear a blush creeps into her cheeks. Maybe we're not the first couple to get carried away in the fresh air.

"I don't climb anymore," the man says, "But we wanted to visit the spot."

My cheeks flame. If they'd come a few moments earlier, they would have caught us in the act.

The couple move on to the crags further along the cliff, and me and Jack pack up the gear.

The moment is gone to tell Jack about his son. I should just say it, but every time I start, a lump forms in my throat.

If I'm really giving him a second chance, I should tell him. No secrets. But we pack up and hike back to the cars, and I still haven't told Jack he has a son.