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"Are you ogling my ass?" Christian asked, looking back over his shoulder as he entered the big kitchen. He pointed a finger at the fireplace, did some kind of small movement with it, and a fire whooshed to life.
Alec chuckled. "I am. Got a problem with that?"
"Yeah, I do, since I'm not getting to ogle yours, too."
Alec shrugged. "Next time don't be Mr. Macho Leader and rush off to be the first in line. Sometimes it pays to hang back. The view's better."
"Oh, I don't know." Christian stopped and turned to face him. "I'm not really complaining about the view from here."
Even with the flickering flames the only light in the big room, Alec could see every contour of Christian's nude body, including his hardening shaft.
He padded up to Christian and kissed him. "You keep looking at me like that and there's going to be less eating of food and more testing uses for kitchen utensils."
Christian's blue eyes grew heavy-lidded and dark with desire. "Keep talking like that and I'm thinking I'll gladly wait for the food."
"Food. Hmmm. That could be interesting, too," Alec said with a grin. He opened the freezer side of the huge, stainless steel refrigerator and pulled out a large plastic container full of ice produced by the icemaker. He picked up one elongated cube and, giving Christian a come-hither teasing look, sucked on it.
Christian's gaze grew even more passionately intense.
Alec chuckled, knowing he shouldn't tease, but it was so worth it to see that expression on Christian's face.