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.”

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

a few more thrusts

dreams, when you woke up before the big finish. I closed my eyes,

out, “No, fucking hell. I

man cleared his throat and I froze.

my bed? I didn’t do

caused goosebumps to appear across my

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

No!

pushed up and over my breasts, and my leg had been

noticed how rigid he was. I was plastered all over him and he was lying there like a board. I swiftly tore away

“Sutton, are you

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

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 top and pantyhose in my

don’t have to…” Mark began again, but I cut him off.

was almost to the

sake, Miss Landry,

not wanting to turn around.

you at the very least turn around so I am not

ever-formal Mark Williams had said the right thing to help my embarrassment begin to fade. By

I raised my chin a fraction. “Did you need something?”

know that you aren’t upset. You seemed as if the hounds of hell were

raced through my veins as I remembered the dream. Had his hand been on my breast? I immediately

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

I didn’t feel, I answered. “There is nothing

for a moment. “Yes.”

body left me without any doubts as to

speak of this,” he said coldly.

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

was growing there. His eyes went to my breasts and he said in a low voice, “You know

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

my

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

passed Earl drinking a beer at my table. He just happened to

things in your washer, Sutton. I hope

at me with those yellowed teeth, and I felt a surge of fondness

happily and turned to the newspaper that he likely picked up off my front porch. I knew it was only a

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

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