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.”

was no possible way I would be able to sleep with a man as sexy and powerful 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

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that he made me feel, his hard body driving insistently against

Just a few more thrusts of my hips and… nothing.

Damn it all to fucking hell. This was the worst part of sex dreams, when you woke up before the big finish.

groan I moaned out, “No,

man cleared his throat and I froze.

my bed? I didn’t do sleepovers.

of his voice caused goosebumps to appear across my

to my complete horror, I found a pair of steel-gray eyes bearing down on me. It was then that I realized the true implications of where I was and who I was with.

No!

My tank top was pushed up and over my breasts, and my leg had been straddling Mr. Williams thigh. Great, I

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 bed, I nearly fell on my

“Sutton, are you alright?”

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

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 be a tube

don’t have to…” Mark began again, but

“Please excuse me for just a minute.” I was almost to the door when he barked

sake, Miss Landry, stop for a moment.”

not wanting to turn around.

the very least turn around so I

to fade. By being his highhanded, bossy self, I noticed that I was feeling a little

chin a fraction. “Did you need

seemed as if the hounds of

I remembered the dream. Had his hand been on my breast? I immediately wanted to know what fiction was

He was looking at me like I was the dessert on

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 is nothing the matter with me. I was only going to take a quick shower so that the bathroom could be free for you and Earl. Was

eyes blazed for a moment. “Yes.”

gaze raked over my body left me without any doubts as to what he wanted.

will not speak of

raised a brow. “We won’t speak of

went to

“If I had my way, we wouldn’t have spoken of it now. So, if there isn’t anything else?”

looked at my hands. “Are you wearing

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

at my table. He just happened to

things in your washer, Sutton. I hope that is okay with you.”

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

front porch. I knew

hair when I heard Martha screeching, “Earl, I know you

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