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brought it gently to Chris’. “And you have touched my life in much the same way, Christopher. Salud .”
    “ Salud , Carlos. I am very glad we met.”
    “As am I…” They drank, Chris’ eyes meeting Carlos’ sultry gaze over the rims of their glasses.
    “You said you wanted to ask me something,” Chris ventured.
    Carlos nodded, patting the barstool beside him. He waited until Chris came from behind the bar and climbed onto the stool next to him.
    “I have a business proposition for you.”
    “Business?”
    “Yes. I need someone to handle my financial accounts here in the States. As you will soon be an accountant, I’d like to offer you the position.”
    “But I haven’t even passed my exams yet.”
    “But you will at the end of the week.”
    “How did you know that? That I have exams, I mean?’”
    “I believe you mentioned it on our first night together.”
    “I did?” Chris frowned for a moment. “I can’t believe I mentioned something as boring as that in the middle of what we were doing.” He blushed again. “I mean…well, you know what I mean.”
    Carlos chuckled and leant forward to kiss Chris’ lips. “Yes, I know what you mean. So, will you accept the position?”
    “I’d love to. What is your business, exactly?”
    “I buy and sell antiques,” Carlos replied. “It means I have to travel, sometimes to quite out of the way places. I would expect you to accompany me on occasion.”
    “Wow, that sounds terrific. Now, I really will have to pass these exams.”
    “You will do very well, Christopher. I know it.”
    “Thanks for the vote of confidence. I’m a little nervous.”
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    Carlos stood and put his arms around Chris. “There is no need for you to be nervous.
    His lips touched Chris’ neck. “And now, we will put business aside and enjoy our wine—and each other.”
    “I’m all for that,” Chris murmured, shivering as Carlos’ lips skimmed over his throat.
    He fell forward into the taller man’s embrace. “Oh, but that feels so good…” He slipped off the stool and pressed himself against the hard wall of muscle that was Carlos’ chest. “All of you feels so good.” He started to undo Carlos’ shirt buttons. “Want to kiss that perfect chest of yours. I remember it being smooth. Yes, there it is—smooth and perfect.”
    Carlos rumbled out a deep chuckle and enfolded Chris in his arms. “Have I told you, you are adorable?”
    “I think you mentioned it a few times,” Chris said, in between the kisses he laid on Carlos’ chest. “Took me a time to believe you weren’t just saying it to get into my pants.”
    “But I did get into your pants.”
    “Yeah…” Chris’ eyes twinkled as he smiled up at Carlos. “Guess I’m just that easy.” He took Carlos’ hand and led him into the bedroom. “And guess what? You’re going to get into my pants again. Right now.”
    Carlos cupped Chris’ face in his hands and kissed his lips tenderly. Chris let out a little moan and parted his lips, letting their kiss deepen and Carlos’ tongue slip inside his mouth.
    He pulled Carlos’ unbuttoned shirt over his shoulders, eager to feel the strong cool flesh, to caress the smooth skin that covered Carlos’ muscular back. His hands skimmed down the length of Carlos’ spine then pushed their way under the waistband of Carlos’ slacks, cupping each cheek of his muscular butt. He shivered with anticipation, feeling the rigidity of Carlos’
    arousal grind into his groin.
    He slipped from the tall man’s arms and knelt before him, unbuckling the leather belt and easing his slacks down over his hips. He murmured his admiration at the powerful sight of Carlos’ erection as it sprang from its confinement. Grasping the thick shaft at its base, Chris brought the swollen head to his lips, his tongue snaking out to lick the glistening slit at the tip. The pungent spicy taste and scent of Carlos’ pre-cum assaulted his senses, bringing a