Sexy Security Guard Novels & Stories

"I won't let you down Dad, I promise." Cindy and Tessa look to each other confused. "Guard?" Tessa asked. "Uniform?" Cindy also asked. "Oh yes. Cindy, Love, Carlos here decided to start working at House Of Terry as a security guard." The sound of cutlery being dropped was heard. "What?" Cindy asked unbelievably "Are you out of your mind?" Tessa added.

Or maybe it was the way his gaze, sharp and assessing, seemed to pierce right through you, leaving you feeling slightly exposed but oddly safe at the same time. Of course, the situation itself played a part in my assessment. Here we were, two young women thrust into an unexpected media frenzy, and suddenly a tall, handsome security guard with a no-nonsense attitude started to seem appealing. It was a classic damsel-in-distress scenario, and Gage, with his imposing presence, fit the role of the protector perfectly. But I quickly pushed those thoughts aside. This wasn't some sappy romance novel. This was real life, and the potential danger lurking outside our door was a stark reminder of that.

the security guard asked, his voice tinged with suspicion. Boma and Teni froze in fear, their hearts pounding in their chests as they listened to the exchange. "Oh, it's with me, since I won't be long," the guard replied, his tone casual but his nerves betrayed his unease. "We can't take that risk. Drop the key and get it on your way back," the security guard insisted, his tone firm and unwavering. Reluctantly, the guard submitted a bunch of keys to the security before driving out of the fraternity building, his discomfort palpable as he acquiesced to the demand.

I had noticed him first when he was stalking me and although I had acted as though I knew nothing about him nor his presence, my stunned face when he came in would have given me away at the moment. "Take him away" I shrieked at the guards who looked on, as though they were lost. " I do not want to see him five feet between me, he is a psychopath, how exactly did he manage to come in?" I asked the guards angrily, I was trying to wrap my hands around it but I couldn't. The security was tight and it was almost impossible for anyone to penetrate through and father had assured me of that, saying that was part of the reasons he had rejected the hotel Sebestian had placed.

It looked beautiful. “Some packs are still arriving, so we aren’t the last ones this year.” Alexander sighed, pulling up behind Adam, who was stopped by a large metal gate. There was a security guard dressed in all black leaned inside. “Why do they have security?” I asked, making him sigh. “Even out here, they seem to have problems with curious humans. So, this is just as a precaution.” I nodded my head, “Sure… Humans.” I rolled my eyes and rolled my window up before someone came to my open window to talk to me.

The air crackled with unspoken words, with the memory of cool cloth on heated skin, with the promise of something perilous and profound. Then, a chime echoed through the penthouse – the security system indicating someone was accessing the service entrance. Silas snapped into motion instantly, the intense connection severed as he turned, hand instinctively moving towards the concealed holster at his back, his professional mask slamming back into place. It was just a delivery, a mundane intrusion into their charged bubble.

I plead fervently to the security guard. The guard intervenes, his calm demeanor a beacon of reason amidst the escalating turmoil. "Sir and Ma'am, please, let's remain calm and composed. Allow me to investigate. May I inspect your belongings, Ma'am?" His measured tone and soothing words aim to diffuse the tension. "Be my guest, search every inch," I declare confidently, surrendering my bag to the security guard. His meticulous inspection yields nothing but my own wallet, gleaming innocently amidst routine belongings. No hint of stolen goods. No evidence of deceit.

If she’s doing it for Mason, I hate her because he is mine. “How did they even get past security?” I questioned. “I’m sorry, sir…” a security guard huffed as he entered the room. Out of shape, fat fuck. Mental note I need to evaluate and revamp the security team in this building. I’m supposed to be a last line of defense for Mason. These fuckers shouldn’t have even gotten this close. “We were permitted to be here. Quentin is a close friend of mine and has never had issues with me stopping in.” the man snorted.

he told the janitors. At the end of the day, he almost toured the entire campus but he didn't really see anything. He went back to his car and when he reached the gate, he stopped to tell the guard who was guarding that if he saw anything, he should tell him, but... “If possible, don't let any police know about this.” ...he stopped when he remembered that. “Sir, is there a problem?” the guard asked as he lowered his car window. There he returned to reality and looked at the guard.

We'll fuck if that's what you want, but don't complain if I'm not as good as you think. — I've eaten better pussy than yours and I never complained if the woman was good or not, do like them. Just spread your legs and I'll do the job, after all, the others told me you like a lot of fucking with a little brutality, so that's what I'll give you. — I never had sex with another security guard, whoever told you that is lying.