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.”

as Mr. Williams in my bed. Hell, I worried that I would spontaneously combust just by his sheer sexual attraction. So, imagine my surprise when my eyes grew heavy, and I drifted off to

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the way that he made me feel, his hard body driving insistently against my softer one. He pinched my nipple, tugging on the tip and then flicking it with his finger. Shit, I loved to have my nipples

oblivion. Just a few more thrusts of my hips

the big finish. I closed my

With a groan I moaned out, “No, fucking hell. I was almost there.”

A man cleared his throat and I froze.

my bed? I

voice caused goosebumps to appear across my

a pair of steel-gray eyes bearing down on me.

No!

was pushed up and over my breasts, and my leg had been straddling Mr. Williams thigh. Great, I was humping him like a

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

nearly smiled. “Sutton, are

I alright? Hell, no! I was all keyed up for an orgasm that wasn’t coming, and I just embarrassed myself with a gorgeous man. Mortification drenched my soul. What if he thought I was trying to seduce him? What if he thinks that I am the kind of girl that brings strange men home

think I am going to shower now,” I blurted out, turning abruptly and grabbing something out of my drawer. I didn’t even know what clothes I had snatched up. For all I knew there could

“Sutton, you don’t have to…” Mark began again, but I cut

just a minute.” I was almost to the door when

sake, Miss Landry, stop for a moment.”

not wanting to turn around.

the very least turn around so I am not addressing your backside?”

said the right thing to help my embarrassment begin to fade.

a fraction. “Did you need something?”

to know that you aren’t upset. You seemed as if the hounds of hell were at your feet. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

been. Fire and lust raced through my veins as I remembered the dream. Had his hand been

He was looking at me like I was the dessert

didn’t feel, I answered. “There is nothing the matter with me. I was only going to take a quick shower so that the bathroom could be

blazed for a

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

not speak of this,” he said coldly.

brow. “We

his jaw, which was sexy as fuck with the shadow of beard that was growing there. His eyes went to my breasts and he said in

way, we wouldn’t have spoken of it now. So, if there isn’t

as he looked at my hands.

scarf and cutoffs in my hands. I felt the color infuse my cheeks. “Um, no. Hold on.” I whipped back around to find a short denim skirt and

drinking a beer at my table. He just happened to be

With a nod he said, “I put my things in your washer, Sutton. I hope that

and slightly nuts, but he had been a fixture in my life for as long as I could remember. He grinned at me with those yellowed teeth, and I felt a

likely picked up off my front porch. I knew it was only a matter of time before his wife Martha would be pounding

the conditioner out of my hair when I heard Martha screeching, “Earl, I know you are in

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