Breaking Point by Brady Fox

I can’t help that my d**k gets hard every time that I’m near him. Which is why I need to stay far away.
Why? For starters, I used to call prison my home… not exactly ideal dinner talk with a naive, sexy little angel related to a long line of cops.
But damn, it’s torture being around that body of his. And I swear to god, if he gives me those f**k me eyes one more time, I will break.
And that won’t be good for either one of us.