When a cop and a newly released convict cross paths, few cons can expect anything positive. Struggling toward a home he knows no longer exists, Ike Hernandez meets a cop who seems different. He isn’t sure he can believe the kindness, but he wants to learn to trust again and regain his lost self-respect.<br><br>Perry Parker became a law enforcement officer to help people. He learned there wasn’t much he could do, but now and then he found someone he could help. Would the lost man with the little dog that he picked up one stormy night be one of them?<br><br>Pursuing tales about a new drug dealer, Perry starts to doubt the man he’s befriended, but something inside him still feels Ike is a decent person. When the real dealers take advantage of the convict’s past, Perry, his unofficial canine partner, and the little stray Ike adopted save the day. Can a cop, a con, and two dogs make an unorthodox family?

A Cop and a Con

“They aren’t new, but I’m pretty sure they’re okay. Never been unwrapped or anything.” He shoved half of them into Ike’s hands, and they both sheathed themselves in record time. Even if the brief interruption cooled the inferno, Perry was still horny as hell. He hoped Ike was, too. “Are you sure, do you still want to do this?”


Ike made a growling sound. “Hell yes. If you’re still willing, I’ve been dreaming about it for days.”


“Good.” Taking charge, Perry flipped the thinner man over, rolled him onto his side with his back to Perry’s front. He threw his top leg over Ike’s and ran his cock down the crease of Ike’s ass. The condoms were lightly lubricated. He hoped it would be enough because he was not going to be interrupted again. Still, he held back from the fierce, demanding thrust every sense wanted him to make. He nudged, eased, and finally slid in. When Ike hissed out a breath, Perry went still.


“Are you okay? I’m not hurting you, am I?”


Chapter 17