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.”

way I would be able to sleep with a man as sexy and powerful as Mr. Williams in my bed. Hell, I

***

loving 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

was seconds away from oblivion. Just a few

woke up before the big finish. I closed my eyes, trying to force myself back into a deeper

out, “No, fucking

his throat

man in my bed? I didn’t do

of his voice caused goosebumps to appear across

a pair of steel-gray eyes bearing down on me. It was then that

No!

been straddling Mr. Williams thigh. Great, I was humping him like a bitch in heat.

him and he was lying there like a board. I swiftly tore away from him whilst

The man nearly smiled. “Sutton, are

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 from the bar?

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 hands.

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

was almost to

sake, Miss Landry, stop

not wanting

turn around so I am not addressing your

my embarrassment begin to fade. By being his highhanded, bossy self, I noticed

a fraction. “Did you

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

reminded me that he was every bit as aroused as I had been. Fire and lust raced through my veins as I remembered the

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

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

blazed for a moment. “Yes.”

over my body left me without any doubts as to what he wanted. However, his next words surprised

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

“We won’t speak

the shadow of beard that was growing there. His eyes went to my breasts and

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

my

I 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, along with a bra and underwear. Without a word, I darted out

table. He just happened to be wearing my bathrobe.

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

at the old man. He was eccentric 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 surge of fondness for the old

the newspaper that he likely picked up off my front porch. I knew

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

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