Free Just Gettin' Started: BWWM Interracial Cowboy/Western Romance (Westbury Ranch Book 1) by Roxy Wilson

admitted.
    “It’s a different life. Shayne always dreamt of going to a big city and making a life there but I’ve always known I would stay here.”
    “And your sister’s happy in the big city?”
    A shadow crossed her face.
    Graeme then felt as if he’d intruded on something personal.
    She gulped down the rest of her wine. “She’s having some troubles lately, but I know her. She’ll land on her feet. That’s what she does.”
    He didn’t want to pry into her personal issues, especially when she appeared reluctant to talk about them. “Your parents have raised strong girls.”
    “Yes, they have.”
    The meal progressed smoothly. He enjoyed spending time with her. It was one of the best dates he’d been on, and Graeme was quite sure that better things would follow. All he needed to do was be patient and soon, he would have exactly what he wanted…Cullen’s heart.

 

    Chapter Eight
     
    C ullen couldn’t believe that Graeme went to such great lengths to organize the perfect date. Everything was exactly as she envisioned in her dreams: the food lovingly prepared by him, the effort he made to find the best spot, and even the weather was cooperating. Of course, the best thing of all was the man who sat beside her. Even if she had placed an order for the right man, she wouldn’t have found one who was just so right .
    He shared her love and enthusiasm for the ranch and was fascinated with this work. Unlike other men, he didn’t have preconceived notions about a woman. When she made a decision, he was happy to defer to her better judgment, but when she was wrong, he didn’t hesitate to put forth his opinion. Definitely an alpha man, but he didn’t need to shove it in her face to prove it. Graeme was supremely confident of his work and his abilities. If he didn’t know something, he admitted readily enough. Best thing of all; he wasn’t threatened by the fact that she was the owner and he was the manager. She believed he didn’t bother too much about that fine distinction. She needed him on the ranch, and he accepted that fact and reveled in it while saluting her authority.
    As the picnic progressed, Cullen began to feel the familiar desire careen through her senses. Looking at Graeme, she felt an overwhelming need to put her hands on his hot, sexy body, to run her fingers over his smooth, warm skin, and to sample every part of him. Passion and need exploded in her stomach and ran in fast waves through her senses but she kept a firm hold of her feelings as they talked.
    They both rested their glasses on the mat at the same time. She wasn’t sure which one of them made the first move. Perhaps she put a hand on his cheek, or maybe he touched her lips with his fingers. Her memory got hazy because all she could think about was the way his lips clung to hers. Her hands fisted through his shirt and she opened his buttons while he took off her clothes. Soon, they were naked and in each other’s arms. It didn’t matter they were out in the open and anyone could walk in and witness the scene. It made no difference to her that she’d never done this kind of thing before. All she cared about was being with him.
    His tongue dove in to taste her mouth and she allowed him to devour her. A fire burnt inside her. “Hurry, hurry,” she urged.
    Rather than give him an opportunity to respond, she flipped over so she was on top. Her lips trailed a line of kisses down his throat where she inhaled the sweet scent of the cologne he wore. She flicked her tongue over his nipples, and that was enough to make him groan. His arms banded around her as he attempted to wrest back the control, but she wasn’t having any of it. With an agility of an eel, she slipped out of his grasp and slid right down to the juncture between his thighs. His fingers fisted her hair a moment after she flicked her tongue over his cock.
    He gasped, and she took that as a positive sign. Cullen nibbled her way up and down and then finally took the organ