Sexy Summers (Sexy Series) by Dani Lovell Read Free Book Online Page B

soon enough."
    He laughs and releases me, and we both get changed quickly before heading out to Luke's hire car. It's like his car in LA, a big SUV type car; so 'him'. We both climb in and he drives us about three minutes down the road, before parking up and walking me to a place called ' Peaches Corner Cafe '.
    "Have you been here before? You seem to know where you're headed," I ask as he opens the door for me.
    "Yeah, I've eaten here quite a few times, they do some great food, healthy too, a lot of organic stuff."
    Ooh, organic, this will be good for you, then, Wriggler.
    A short while later, our food arrives; a roasted vegetable sandwich for me, and a Caesar salad with seared tuna for Luke. It looks amaze-balls and the next fifteen minutes or so are spent in total silence as we devour our delicious food. I'm so flipping hungry.
    When I finish, I look up at Luke who is sitting back in his chair, smiling at me. "See something you like, lover-boy?' I ask.
    "As a matter of fact, yeah," he says with a smirk, "I love zucchini, and that chunk on your cheek looks really appetising."
    I grab my napkin and wipe my cheek, rolling my eyes. "Hilarious. And it's called courgette."
    "It's called zucchini."
    I raise my eyebrow in amusement, "Courgette."
    "I'll show you my courgette in a minute, now get over here and sit on my dick."
    Yet again, I burst into a fit of laughter, I'm sure he's a hell of a personal trainer, but he'd keep me in shape just from laughing. Well, that - and all the sex. "In the middle of the cafe? You're that bad?" I ask through the giggles.
    "I don't know, sweetheart, I think, based on the noise you make, that I'm actually pretty good."
    I shrug, casually, "Meh... I could take it or leave it."
    "You love it. You want it right now," he leans forward across the table and looks around to check for nearby, prying ears. He speaks with a low, quiet, ridiculously sexy tone, "you're thinking about it - right now, about the huge boner in my pants, you want to lick it and suck it, wet it... slide down onto it." Oh. Yes. I. Do.
    Inside - I am basking in the naughty. I want him to continue, I want him to yank me onto the table and shove his hand into my trousers. "Am I? How on earth would you know that?" I ask, leaning forward onto the table to meet him.
    "I can see the filth in your eyes. They're looking at me saying, 'take me, take me now, big boy'," he says in his very amusing, very awful girly voice, before reverting back to the deliciously sexy tone that makes me tremble with need, "and I want to feel you, I want to sink my fingers into your..."
    Suddenly, we're not alone, someone stands at our table, waiting to take the plates. I'm flushed - hot, and unable to hide the sexual need written all over my face. You just can't say things like that to a horny, pregnant woman! I want to scream ' fuck me. FUCK ME!', but I doubt that would be appreciated by the staff and patrons of this lovely corner cafe.
    "Let's go," Luke says, standing to leave. I'm quite disappointed, I was enjoying that. I stand and move next to him, and he slings his heavy arm around my shoulders, walking with me to the door. Just before we reach it, he bends down and mumbles against my loose hair, "you're so ready for me right now, aren't you?"
    I look up at his face, he's grinning at me, his blue eyes sparkling and his dimples screaming for me to brush my lips over them. He's got such a cheeky face, I guarantee he was a seriously mischievous looking child... I bet Wriggler inherits that, it'll be so cute.
    "Maybe..."
    "Maybe? Are you telling me there's a chance you're not soaking wet and wanting me more than life itself? Wow, well it seems I need to continue."
    We arrive at the car and he opens my door, pushing me up to help me into the tall vehicle; his giant, strong hands on my bum... oh, I love his hands, so masculine and powerful... and talented. He holds the top of the door with one hand and puts the other on the roof as he leans right in until his