Isaac Ford seeks help from the detective who put him in prison -- now security consultant, Andrew Wen -- after an unexpected prison break weeks before his release. Despite an almost twenty-year age difference and being on opposite ends of the law, the attraction between them culminates in a one-night stand that teeters Isaac between turning himself in and returning to a life of crime. His decision is made for him when he discovers a young man waiting for him at his safe house -- the son he never knew existed.<br><br>Months later, Isaac has been reconnecting with his son, Dalton, and started a security consultancy of his own, looking for a fresh start. His past catches up to him, however, when he runs into Andrew at the police station, both seeking information on a new thief. Andrew isn’t happy Isaac left that night or that he’s been encroaching on his business, but the passion between them rekindles as trying to one-up each other turns sexual. Neither plan to let anything more come of their tryst until Andrew finds out about Dalton, who he knew in college, and a theft at Dalton’s job forces Isaac and Andrew to work together.<br><br>Dalton playing matchmaker complicates things. What’s worse is how easily Isaac and Andrew keep giving in.

Public Enemy, Undercover Lover

It wasn’t just sex—but oh, the sex was amazing.


Ford sucked and sucked on his cock, going back for extra sips of the hot liquid each time, until Andrew was shaking. And then he pulled away.


“You want more, you’re going to have to demand it.” Ford smirked as he stood up straight to await his orders.


“Come here,” Andrew said, clawing Ford closer the moment he moved back toward him, possessive as he glided his hands up the back of Ford’s shirt and kissed him ravenously, before moving along his jaw to his throat. “Help me up,” he said between nips, “and then bend over the table.”


Ford did so, and he had such a perfect ass, even with his pants still up, presented for Andrew with his legs spread, while Andrew teetered with his length swollen and heavy between his thighs. He didn’t bother removing either of their clothes completely, just shoved his pants down to not lock his knees in place, and yanked Ford’s down to his ankles. He knew what Ford expected him to do, and he’d get there.


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