Page 61 of Falling for Them

“What can I get for you?” The bartender was cute and gave off ‘fuck me’ vibes, which had me straightening in my seat.

Usually, I stayed away from bartenders since they were sneaky and flirted just to get tips, but this one exuded bottom energy. I could have gone either way at that moment, honestly.

“A shot of your best tequila.” I started to get my wallet out when a hand landed on my arm.

“Make that two, Trey, and it’s on the house.” Leo slid onto the stool next to mine, throwing a hundred on the counter. “And keep them coming.”

I turned, my knees bumping into his thigh. “Maybe I only wanted one.”

“Who just has one shot of tequila?” He looked over at me, his eyes sweeping down my body.

I grinned, taking my shot glass from where the bartender set it and clinking it against Leo’s. “I guess not us.”

We downed the shots, the tequila burning a path down my throat. I set the glass down on the bar with a thud, grabbing a lime. The bartender immediately refilled our glasses.

Several shots later, I was feeling good, and it seemed like Leo was too.

“So, Ethan.” His eyes were glossy, and there was a playful smirk on his lips. “Tell me something about yourself that no one else knows.”

I laughed, leaning in a little closer. “If I tell you, then someone else will know.”

Leo’s hand found its way to my knee, squeezing gently. “I promise I won’t tell a soul.”

I looked down at his hand, then back up at him, feeling a warmth spread through me that had nothing to do with the tequila. “Only if you tell me something in return.”Like if you’re a top or bottom.

“Deal.”

I leaned in closer, my lips nearly brushing against Leo’s ear. “I find you very attractive, and I wonder what you’d look like from my knees.”

Leo’s grip on my knee tightened, and he turned his head slightly, his lips grazing my cheek. “Is that so?”

I pulled back enough to look into his eyes, a smirk playing on my lips. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”

He chuckled, his hand sliding up my thigh. “I would, actually. In great detail.”

I didn’t know Leo that well, but I did know I’d never seen or heard about him with a man. But who was I to question it?

“But it’s your turn now, so if you want to hear more, you’ll have to share something.” I took another shot of tequila, feeling the liquid courage spread through me.

He took two shots in a row while he thought of what to say. “You… are a very beautiful man.”

I threw my head back and laughed, causing him to join in. “That’s cheating.”

“It’s not. There weren’t any rules.” Leo’s hand found its way higher, his fingers tracing patterns on the inside of my leg very close to my dick.

“My turn.” I trailed a finger down his arm and leaned in again, my lips brushing against the shell of his ear this time. “Move that hand one more inch and you’ll feel what you’ll be choking on later.”

Leo’s breath hitched, and I could see the effect my words were having on him. His pupils were dilated, and his hand on my thigh was gripping me tighter. “Fuck, Ethan,” he growled.

My cock strained against my pants. “Your turn. Tell me something no one else knows.”

“I have a room upstairs. We could continue this conversation in private.”

I thought he’d never ask. He was sexy as hell, and the thought of what we could do behind closed doors sent a wave of heat through me.

“Lead the way.” I downed the last of my tequila and stood up, discreetly adjusting myself.

Leo did the same, throwing another hundred on the counter and leading me out of the bar. We made our way to the private elevators, bumping into each other as we walked. Once inside, Leo pressed the button for one of the top floors, and as soon as the doors slid closed, he turned to face me.

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