Pounded By The Hot Black Security Guards - Sara Gordon - ebook

Buck and Flynn never expected the half-frozen runaway they rescued to be a sexy, horny virgin! But after a little wine and the sight of their rugged aroused bodies, she’ll do anything they want…even if it means getting double-pounded bareback and without the slightest bit of protection! Tag-teaming has never been like this before, and innocent Petra will never be the same again!~~~~~ PG Excerpt ~~~~~Petra blinked snow out of her eyes, then blinked again. Buck was over six feet tall, black as coal, and muscular enough to bench-press a truck. He could probably snap her in half without breaking a sweat.She wouldn’t have anyway, but… “I won’t give you any trouble,” she assured him, and shook her head so vigorously that snow flew in a wide pattern around her.“Good.” He turned back around to escort her upstairs, then did a double-take of his own. She wasn’t a dog at all. In fact, she was the cutest little thing he’d seen in a long time! Big eyes the color of melted chocolate stared up at him from an oval face that was pale from the cold, but absolutely gorgeous. Her nose was fine and straight, and her mouth was lush and full.Despite his stern order to go back to sleep, his long shaft began to stir with interest.In the earbud, Flynn whistled appreciatively. “Man, she’s hot!” he crowed. “I’d love to get me a piece of that! Bring her up here, man! Let’s see if her body’s as sexy as her face!”It was impossible to tell under that shapeless coat, but he had a sneaking suspicion it was. A girl who looked like that would work hard to keep her body in top shape.His rigid shaft began to swell even more.***Flynn flashed her a broad white-toothed smile. “So you’re a dancer, huh? What kind of dance? Classical? Tap?”“A little of everything,” she admitted with a pretty blush. “My dream’s always been to dance on Broadway.”“Broadway!” That made them both eye her with new respect. “Show us some of your steps!”She quickly shook her head, but Buck added his entreaty, and even got up to set their wine glasses on the counter and push the table aside. “Please? We’d really like to see you dance.”It took several minutes and a lot of persuasion, but finally the wine numbed her inhibitions enough that she rose unsteadily and moved into the middle of the room. “I don’t think I can do any tap routines,” she confessed, blushing again. “My head’s spinning. But I just learned how to do the hula.”“Do that, then.” Flynn moved his chair to a new spot behind the table, and stretched out his long legs. “I’ve never seen anyone do it in real life.”The moment she began to sway seductively back and forth, Buck understood why his partner had moved. He was probably beating off under the table. Buck was so incredibly horny, he could barely even breathe…

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Pounded By The Hot Black Security Guards

Another Hot “Pounded By…” Book!

By Sara Gordon

Artwork by Moira Nelligar


Copyright 2015 Sara Gordon


~~ All characters in this book are over 18. ~~


“There she is again!”

Buck turned away from the football game he’d been halfheartedly watching, and glanced up at the security monitors. They were switching views all over the mall, touching on every secured exit, hallway, and the vast common areas that housed several food courts and dozens of kiosks. It didn’t take long for the view to shift back around to the south entrance, and then he saw what Flynn had. A small figure was peering forlornly through the wide double doors, and shivering as she surveyed the warmly lit building interior.

She wasn’t dressed for the brutal winter weather; her coat was thin, and she wasn’t wearing a hat. Long brunette hair flew wildly around her shoulders as an errant gust of icy wind whipped around the corner. She clasped her arms more tightly around her ribs, and vigorously rubbed them.

“Tommy said she was hanging around this afternoon, too,” Flynn offered from over his shoulder. “He figures she’s a runaway. Kept a close eye on her to make sure she didn’t steal anything.”

If she had, she’d have been detained and jailed, so Buck merely nodded. “You chased her away last time, right? Guess that means it’s my turn.”

Generally he approved of the mall’s policy to turn away vagrants, but the onset of a fierce blizzard changed things. He hated having to tell the usual crowd of homeless vets they had to move on. By now he knew most of them by name, and simply waved them toward the last exit he’d patrolled. That would give them a good two hours’ worth of shelter before Flynn or he had to make their rounds again. They understood his reluctance, so they always obeyed without giving him any grief.

Tommy had warned them about the approaching storm, so they’d scattered like lemmings, bound for the area’s various homeless shelters. This poor kid apparently hadn’t gotten the memo.

“Good thing our fridge is stocked, ’cause we’re probably going to be stuck here for two or three days until it ends. But she’s gonna freeze to death if she stays out there,” Buck muttered, and hated the security badge clipped to his belt.

“We could bring her in here.”

Buck started to shake his head in reflexive denial, but then a thoughtful look crossed his dark face. “We’ll probably get fired if anyone finds out, but there’s no reason anyone has to know. We can sleep in shifts to make sure she doesn’t go wandering around.”

“Mr. Golden won’t fire us for saving her life.” Flynn said it confidently, and hoped it was true. “It’d be bad publicity for the mall if her body was found outside afterwards.”

“We can’t let that happen.” Buck squared his jaw and rose to his feet. “Okay, I’ll go down and get her. Open mic?”

It was standard policy for them to key their microphones when they were patrolling, just in case they ran into trouble. “Absolutely,” Flynn nodded. “And I’ll watch the monitors until you get back here.”


Buck hurried from their small office, rode the service elevator down to the ground floor, and made his cautious way through the silent hallways. He wasn’t really in any danger, but you just never knew what might happen. Kids had stayed hidden in store dressing rooms before, then snuck out after midnight to prowl and pocket anything they could find. It hadn’t happened yet on his watch, but there was a first time for everything. He stayed alert so it didn’t happen to him.

Out of long habit, he chatted with Flynn as he strode along, interspersing his automatic ‘all clear’ assurances with more personal comments. “I sure hope she isn’t a total dog,” he added just before turning down the final hallway and approaching the wide glass doors.

“That’d be just our luck,” Flynn chuckled through his compact earbud. “Okay, buddy, I see you in the monitors. She’s moved off to the right, behind the trash cans. Open the door slowly so you don’t startle her.”