"What, no bending me over the kitchen table?" he teases. For a moment he just enjoys the way it feels to be close, but soon enough he's guiding Anthony back into the bedroom.

Gabriel lets go of him long enough to shuck his shirt off, giving Anthony a better view as they slip down the hall. His heart's already pounding and he's dizzy with wanting. Christ, is he really so easy?

He turns toward Anthony, walking backwards for the last handful of steps. Yes, apparently he is.