Bedding the Billionaire

CHAPTER 6

Sutton

“I can’t share your bed, Miss Landry.”

I rolled my eyes and repeated myself one more time. “Listen, Mr. Williams, you have a head injury. That means you need to be monitored. I voted for calling an ambulance, but you voted me down. It’s fucking late, or actually hella early, and I need to sleep. So, your option is to share the couch with me or the bed.”

Mr. Williams coughed, and I could have sworn the man blushed. “That is highly inappropriate!”

“I am not going to ravish you.” I was starting to enjoy this a little too much. “I am exhausted, and I am going to sleep. Now, get your ass in gear. We are going to bed.”

Instead of waiting for him to decide, I grabbed his hand and began to pull. To my surprise, the giant of a man followed me into my bedroom. He looked completely out of place. The mattress was fairly new on the old double bed. I had saved up for almost two years to buy it. It wasn’t top of the line or anything, but at least it wasn’t sagging in the middle.

“What side of the bed do you sleep on?” I asked, yawning.

Mr. Williams was looking everywhere but at me. “What?” he said distractedly. “Oh, um, look I am going to just go back out to the couch.”

It looked like I needed to take matters into my own hands. With brute force I pushed him down onto the mattress. “Lay down, cowboy.”

He turned toward me, and I noticed once again how close we were in my small bedroom. Clearing my throat, I climbed over to my side of the bed saying, “You need to relax and lay down.”

He let out a long-defeated sigh, so I reached up and gently pushed his shoulder until Mark laid back on the bed.

“Are you okay?” I asked hesitantly, my voice sounding louder in the dark.

“Of course, I am.” His reply in that dry tone of his somehow comforted me.

A loud yawn escaped me, and despite the fact that I had a complete hottie in my bed, I was almost dead to the world. All I wanted to do was get some sleep. Sadly, his large body took up a lot of space in my double bed. I found myself rolling into his space no matter how hard I tried to hang on to the other side.

After three attempts at hugging the edge, Mr. Williams gruffly pulled my body into his so that my head was resting on his chest, and his muscular arm surrounded me. I didn’t move, speak, or even breathe. But I did feel. I could feel every inch of him—and it was magnificent.

“Neither one of us will be getting any rest, Miss Landry, if you don’t relax. Come on, let’s get some sleep.”

Rest? Shit, I am now wide awake!

With a gulp I replied, “Yes, sir.”

I could somehow feel his smile against the top of my head.

“Smart ass,” he quipped, and I giggled. I couldn’t help it. “Relax, Sutton, get some sleep.”

“Okay,” I said softly.

“Good, no more talking.”

my bed. Hell, I worried that I would spontaneously

***

masculine hand was caressing my naked breast. Moaning into my dream lover’s neck, I rocked my hips back and forth, loving the way that he made me feel, his hard body driving insistently against my softer one. He pinched my nipple, tugging on the

I was seconds away from oblivion. Just a few more thrusts

hell. This was the worst part of sex dreams, when you woke up before the

With a groan I moaned out, “No, fucking hell. I

man cleared his throat and I

was there a man in my bed? I

timbre of his voice caused goosebumps

of steel-gray eyes bearing down on me. It was then that I realized the true implications of where I

No!

top was pushed up and over my breasts, and my leg had been straddling

throat once again and it was then I noticed how rigid he was. I was plastered all over him and he was lying there like a board. I swiftly tore away from him whilst tugging my top down. Scrambling out of the

smiled. “Sutton, are you alright?”

a gorgeous man. Mortification drenched my soul. What if

out, turning abruptly and grabbing something out of my drawer. I didn’t even know what clothes I had snatched

don’t have to…” Mark began

“Please excuse me for just a minute.” I was

sake, Miss Landry,

I paused, not wanting to turn around.

very least turn around so I am not addressing

right thing to help my embarrassment begin to fade. By being his highhanded, bossy self, I noticed that I was feeling

my chin a fraction.

need to know that you aren’t upset. You seemed as if the

as aroused as I had been. Fire and lust raced through my veins as I

me like I was the dessert on the all-you-can-eat buffet line.

I shuffled my foot nervously. As much as I would have liked to climb back into bed with the luscious Mr. Williams, I knew it would have been a bad idea. With a bravado I didn’t feel, I answered. “There

for a

was inauspicious enough, but the way his gaze raked over my body left me without any

“We will not speak of this,” he said coldly.

I raised a brow. “We won’t speak of what?”

clenched his jaw, which was sexy as fuck with the shadow of beard that was growing there. His eyes went

“If I had my way, we wouldn’t have spoken of it

Mark frowned as he looked at my hands. “Are you wearing that?”

felt the color infuse my cheeks. “Um, no. Hold on.” I whipped back around to find a short denim skirt and a faded peasant blouse,

beer at my table. He just happened to be wearing my bathrobe.

things in your washer,

fixture in my life for as long as I could remember. He grinned at me with those yellowed teeth, and I felt a surge of fondness for the old man. “Of course, Earl. You know that you are always welcome. Sit

front porch. I knew it

I know you are in there.

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