Sexy Security Guard Novels & Stories

I'm also lonely because everyone is asleep at home but I still want to go out and I just happened to meet you, sir. I sat at the security post and we chatted casually. The security guard said that it was safe from theft there. The CCTV is always on, there is only one road access to this housing complex and there are two security guards at night. One goes around and the other guards the security post. They said their work made their sleep schedule irregular. But even so, they are happy because they have a job. Nowadays they say work is difficult. So, do what you have now with sincerity.

"I don't know why you seem so impressed. I have sex with everyone.” "Truth," agreed Breno. "And how do you know? "Gabbie asked. "I'm her security," he explained, shrugging. "This car has seen things you wouldn't even dream of, Gabbie.”

They could feel goosebumps all over their bodies. “Get up and kneel properly, or else I’ll break both of your legs.” Harvey ordered, indifferent. Perhaps due to Harvey’s severity, the security guard with the crew cut didn’t dare to refute at all. He could only straighten up his body and kneel obediently, shaking. ‘Slap!’ Harvey slapped the guard again. “Security is included in the service sector, protecting the safety of one party.” ‘Slap!’ “If someone parked inappropriately, you could just criticize and educate them, and then fine them a few dollars.”

“It is today.” The event is crowded. Flashbulbs ignite the moment we step out of the car. Adrian’s hand settles on my lower back instantly. Not decorative. Anchoring. Security moves closer than usual. I notice it immediately. Two additional guards are near the entrance. Another was positioned behind the press line. I lean slightly toward him. “You increased security.” “Yes.” “You didn’t tell me.” “It wasn’t a discussion.” I exhale slowly. “I’m not fragile.” “No,” he says calmly. “You’re valuable.”

The security guard stared at Beverly for a few seconds but showed no intention of letting her through. "How can you prove you're Chief Bronson's wife?" he asked coldly. "I—" Beverly stamped her foot in frustration. "Where's Wendell?" "Mr. Cooper is unavailable." The security guard's gaze remained fixed on Beverly, intense and wary. His stern face, close-cropped hair, and the frightening scar on his forehead stood out, while his muscular frame strained against his uniform, making him appear truly intimidating.

"It is not him, the message came from your phone, remember? My best guess is your ex. Besides, Zamani doesn't have my number, and he is not as smart as you give him credit for." I was probably not supposed to, but I laughed, my voice echoing through the reception as the tension left my body. "Well, I suppose that's a relief. This is quite a huge building." "Dammit! The signal has cut off." "Excuse me!" The security guard called us over to the reception desk. They were quite flimsy to be quite honest, they allowed walk-ins without questions, which made this place highly unsafe. "Hi." Sy greeted. "Are you Cassilas Yildiz?" The man asked.

The passenger door to the garage creaked open, and a stocky security guard stepped in, his flashlight sweeping the area before locking on our car. The beam hit me square, illuminating my spread pussy and buried fingers, Mr. Liam’s exposed cock in hand. “Holy shit, what the hell are you two doing in here? This is private property. Put that away and get out—I’m reporting this, indecent acts, possible theft if I saw that bag right.” The guard’s voice boomed, but I saw his eyes widen, lingering on my body, his uniform pants tenting slightly as he shifted his weight. Mr. Liam didn’t stop stroking, just slowed, meeting the man’s gaze calmly.

Craig felt a sense of ease with Mary, a break from his demanding public personal, Little did they know, the gym's security team was working diligently to ensure the safety of their famous client. They monitored the surveillance cameras, their eyes scanning for any signs of suspicious activity. One of the security guards, Mike, noticed a man lurking near the back entrance. He quickly alerted his team, and they sprang into action, ready to neutralize any potential threat. As Craig and Mary continued to enjoy their time together, they were interrupted by a loud commotion coming from outside the gym. Curiosity piqued, they rushed towards the commotion, joining the crowd that had formed near the

His voice changed as he said her name, like it physically pained him to let it roll off his tongue. The things I’d pinned to that woman... things so vile, so dark that they’d make even the hardest bastards grimace. I adjusted the mic on my earpiece, “What kind of security are we walking into?” “Minimal,” he said, shifting his weight against the van. “On paper, at least. No muscle on site, no armed guards. Just cameras and a doorman,” he tucked the pistol into his holster. “But if she knows we’re coming...” he let the words hang, raising an eyebrow.

Not even when Adrien stared back. “Adrien’s heartbeat quickened faster, and uneven, though his face stayed unreadable. He hated being watched, especially like that.” “Who’s he?” Adrien muttered to Isabella. “He’s Damien Wolfe. Security’s pick after… the threats.” She said it flat, but her mouth tightened. “Ex-military. And he starts tomorrow.” Adrien’s jaw clenched. The anonymous emails, the cryptic voicemails, he had ignored them, and deleted them. He didn’t need a guard dog. “I don’t want him.”