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In The Jerk Security Guard, Emily White explores the labyrinth of desire, rivalry, and forbidden tension through cinematic illustrations and razor-sharp dialogue. Her characters collide with sparks—emotionally charged, beautifully flawed, irresistibly alive. The title story brings together Priscilla, a brilliant lawyer with a temper as fierce as her confidence, and Mike, the infuriating security guard whose stubbornness mirrors her own. Their conversations crackle with challenge and heat, each word a step closer to the line they shouldn’t cross. In one striking visual moment, Priscilla slams her hands on the table, leaning forward, eyes locked with Mike’s as if daring him to match her fire. The air thickens, not just with anger, but with something darker, deeper, and undeniably magnetic. As alliances unravel and secrets rise to the surface, they realize that the fight they’re trying to win is the same one pulling them together. When two storms meet, the collision is inevitable—and unforgettable.
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The Jerk Security Guard
Sexy Stories for Adults with Erotic Manga Images
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Emily White
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Table of Contents
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Table of Contents
Introduction
The Jerk Security Guard
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Thank You!
Introduction
Welcome to a captivating journey where my enthralling stories seamlessly intertwine with enchanting illustrations that redefine the very essence of desire in the world of hentai erotica.
Within the secret pages of these forbidden tales, I invite you to immerse yourself in a fiery universe of unrestrained passion. Every word is a whispered moan, and each illustration is a visual embrace that transforms the realms of fantasy into tangible reality.
This collection is not for the faint of heart. It's a bold manifesto, an invitation urging you to delve into the dark depths of lust, where pleasure is painted with audacious strokes and details that promise to quicken the rhythm of your heart. The illustrations are provocative gateways, guiding you into sensual dimensions where every hidden desire finds its expression without remorse.
Are you ready to plunge into a whirlwind of seduction and temptation, where the pages themselves transform into a stage for your most secret fantasies? Allow yourself to be carried away into a realm where sin transforms into art, and art seamlessly merges harmoniously with the ecstasy of desire.
Lift the cover and prepare for an experience ignited by the flame of passion. This is not just another collection; it's your exclusive ticket to the boldest manifestations of anime eros, written masterfully by me, Emily White.
The Jerk Security Guard
Chapter 1
I look without intimidation at the man who complains incessantly in front of me, shouting extremely excitedly. If he's trying to scare me, he won't succeed.
I deal with spoiled men who think they can intimidate anyone at any time. And they usually only get excited when they feel cornered. This was the perfect moment for a lawyer to act with the right argument.
"You need to fix this shit," he yells, pacing back and forth and pulling at his black hair.
"Mike, tone it down when you talk to me," I order in a soft voice, crossing my legs and leaning back in my chair. I make a blank face before continuing: "You're not the only one wearing pants here."
"Fuck you, Priscilla, I'm not in the mood for your cynicism."
"You're the one who's going to get fucked if you don't stop yelling. Do you want everyone to know what you did?" I yell, getting up from my chair and punching the table. He's startled, but not intimidated.
"We did it."
"We? That's not what I'll say in my statement, and my word carries weight. So keep quiet, okay?"
Even though he's visibly upset, he sits down in the chair in front of me with the worst look on his face.
"What about our plan now?" "I don't know what will happen to your plan, but I know I'm out."
"You can't abandon the plan after everything we've done."
"I can!" I sit down again. "It's not my fault you're so weak you can't even get that ridiculous Sabrina into bed," I taunt him.
"I'm weak, huh?" he challenges me, reminding me that I've already succumbed to him once. "And did you take that jerk Taylor to bed? No! Look, he's already done all kinds of stuff," he retorts. "And you even let them get back together. Very seductive of you, huh?" I mock him.
We stare at each other for a while. In a childish staring contest, and just because I hate looking ridiculous, I decide to change the tone and direction of the conversation, or this is going to turn into a nasty fight.
— I couldn't stop it for long. You could seduce Sabrina, who was feeling lonely, and it would surely be easy. Then there would be no turning back for them.
Maybe it won't change the subject much, but that's the best I can do.
"Not as easy as we saw. She loves him, even though she was needy, she was faithful to her pain, and that makes me want him even more for myself," she said urgently.
"Go to hell, you sicko."
"I'm not sick, I'm just fighting for the one I love. That's all." He runs his hand through his sparse beard. "I love her, Priscilla, and I need to know what we're going to do to separate them again. Help me just this one more time."
"Mike, I'm not going to do anything to help you with that." I pick up a pen from the table and play with it. "I've already gotten over Taylor. Let him be happy with that pathetic nerd, I don't want any problems for myself at the company."
"Watch how you talk about her," she shouts, standing up abruptly and slamming her hands on the table.
"I'll say whatever I want," I mimic his stance. "And just so you know, you come out of this story looking a lot worse than I do. I'm a respected lawyer, you're just a security guard."
"We'll see."
