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Melting Ice 3

Author(s): D.J. Manly

New York City Detective Andre Dubois is after a drug dealer who just happens to be the same 'phantom' FBI want for suspected terrorist activities. And when Andre gets too close, he is immediately slated for protective custody.
Agent Wayne Connelly is assigned to guard Detective Dubois, who happens to be the most arrogant and promiscuous man he's ever met. The fact that Dubois is just too good looking, and knows it, doesn't improve Wayne's mood in the least.
Dubois doesn't want to be taken out into the woods for safekeeping with a man he thinks is the most anal-retentive person he's ever met. But there's a lot Andre doesn't know about him...


It’s quite an experience to be interrupted in bed, not to mention embarrassing for the guy whose ass I was in the middle of nailing…some poor fuck whose name escapes me at the moment.
When Agent Anal Asshole burst into the hotel room as if he was auditioning for a role in a remake of a Dirty Harry movie, I was not impressed. In fact, I was royally pissed off, and you don’t want to see me when I get that way, especially when I’m naked, erect, and frustrated.
Needless to say, when the door flew open and I vaulted off the bed like a high wire acrobat, my erection was no longer an issue. Nothing says cock deflation like the sudden appearance of G-men holding automatic weapons.
Jesus Christ!” I saved my most threatening glare for Agent Anal Asshole, real name, Special Agent Connelly something or another. I grabbed my jeans and hopped around the floor as I tried to pull them on. My poor terrified almost sex partner cowered on the floor behind the bed. “You might have waited until I came,” I seethed at Connelly.
He gave me a pretentious smile. “You should have told me, Dubois, we could have waited outside for the extra…ah….ah…twenty seconds or so?”
“Ha, ha.”
“Hurry up, Dubois,” he muttered, “put your clothes on. We’re out of here.” He walked over and looked down at the guy on the floor. “You too, let’s go.”
“Come on, Gerry.” I held out my hand to the guy. He was trembling like a leaf. “In spite of their Robocop exteriors, they won’t hurt you.”
“Harry,” the guy corrected as I pulled him to his feet.
Agent Anal Asshole shook his head. “If you’re going to be intimate with someone, you might wanna learn his name.”
“Intimate?” I laughed. “It’s called fucking, not that you’d recognise the word.”
“I know what it’s called, garbage mouth. I just said, you should try and remember someone’s name if you’re planning on…well…” He looked down at the floor for a minute.
“Fucking him?” I knew he was irritated. I suppose that’s why I took every opportune moment to repeat that word over and over. I did up my shirt, and when he didn’t react, I added, “What? I can’t be expected to remember all their names, can I? Sometimes there are three a day, four…that I fuck.”.
His eyes widened a little.
I threw back my head and laughed. “Got ‘cha,” I beamed. “Come on, Perry,” I told the guy. “It’s okay.”
“Harry!” A chorus of voices this time.
I shrugged. I was no good with names. “So sue me.” I was a cop. Faces I paid attention to, not names. You could call yourself anything, but it was a little harder to rip your face off.

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ISBN (Electronic): 978-1-60180-135-7
Genre: GLBT
Date Published: 02/28/2011
Publisher: Mojocastle Press

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