The Bodyguard (excerpt)
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Matt was nudged awake several hours
later and came to with a start.
"Huh? What is it?"
"Here," Kehr tossed him three new driver's licenses, each a different name and each with Matt’s photo on it.
"Where did you get these?"
"You dozed off. You needed the sleep so I went out and did it on my own." Kehr sat down on his bed and pulled his shoes off.
"You went out on your own? Do you have any idea how dangerous that was? That was a damn stupid thing to do, Kehr!" Matt jumped up, mostly angry with himself for falling asleep.
"Not really. I knew exactly where I was going. I've used the place before. I got us three each so we won't have to do it again for a while. We just have to remember which set of brothers we are. Make sure you let me know who you want to be in the morning." Kehr stretched out ready for sleep.
"Don't do that again!" Matt warned him through gritted teeth.
"Harry, we're in Vegas. Lighten up."
"Lighten up? Lighten up?" Matt steamed. “And don’t call me Harry. You know I hate that.”
In one quick movement, Kehr jumped up, shoved Matt backwards onto his bed, straddled him, and brought their mouths together. Matt stiffened up, jerked his mouth away and flipped Kehr over, straddling him and holding both hands securely over his head.
"What the hell do you think you're doing? This is my show, Kehr. You'll do what I say, when I say it. You got that?"
"Ooohh, kinky!" Kehr gave him a lecherous grin. "Okay; if that's the way you want to play; I'm game." He pushed his hips up, rubbing them against a suddenly swollen Matt.
Matt jumped up off the bed like he was snake bit. "Get the hell off my bed and don't try this shit again."
"Sure thing, boss. Or would you prefer Master?" Kehr grinned.
"Huh? What is it?"
"Here," Kehr tossed him three new driver's licenses, each a different name and each with Matt’s photo on it.
"Where did you get these?"
"You dozed off. You needed the sleep so I went out and did it on my own." Kehr sat down on his bed and pulled his shoes off.
"You went out on your own? Do you have any idea how dangerous that was? That was a damn stupid thing to do, Kehr!" Matt jumped up, mostly angry with himself for falling asleep.
"Not really. I knew exactly where I was going. I've used the place before. I got us three each so we won't have to do it again for a while. We just have to remember which set of brothers we are. Make sure you let me know who you want to be in the morning." Kehr stretched out ready for sleep.
"Don't do that again!" Matt warned him through gritted teeth.
"Harry, we're in Vegas. Lighten up."
"Lighten up? Lighten up?" Matt steamed. “And don’t call me Harry. You know I hate that.”
In one quick movement, Kehr jumped up, shoved Matt backwards onto his bed, straddled him, and brought their mouths together. Matt stiffened up, jerked his mouth away and flipped Kehr over, straddling him and holding both hands securely over his head.
"What the hell do you think you're doing? This is my show, Kehr. You'll do what I say, when I say it. You got that?"
"Ooohh, kinky!" Kehr gave him a lecherous grin. "Okay; if that's the way you want to play; I'm game." He pushed his hips up, rubbing them against a suddenly swollen Matt.
Matt jumped up off the bed like he was snake bit. "Get the hell off my bed and don't try this shit again."
"Sure thing, boss. Or would you prefer Master?" Kehr grinned.
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