The footsteps were light, yet they were clearly getting closer. Julianne's eyes snapped open, and she looked at me in panic. "They're back!"

She tried to run, but I grabbed her and held her firmly in place. "You can go, but…"

Leaning down beside her ear, I whispered, "You belong to me."

Her face flushed deep red, yet she still nodded.

The moment the door handle began to turn, I quickly released every buckle on the chair. Her legs were so weak she couldn't stand, and she collapsed straight into my arms.

The door opened.

"Julianne! Where are you?"

I pushed her into the shadow between the shelves and used my body to shield her.

The couple only paused briefly on the first floor before heading upstairs.

Behind me, Julianne hurriedly pulled up her pants. I could hear her heavy breathing as I glanced at the bottles on the shelves.

I casually picked up a lubricant labeled "Extra Long Endurance" and slipped it quietly into my pocket.

As she was only wearing lingerie, Julianne instinctively pressed herself closer to the shelf.

I tried to suppress the surge of desire rising inside me, yet my hand moved almost on its own as I unclasped her bra.

"Ah!"

She let out a soft cry and looked at me nervously as she whispered, "Don't… I'm scared."

I leaned closer. "Did that feel good? Be honest."

She stayed silent for a long moment before finally answering in a voice that was barely above a whisper. "It did."

She shut her eyes as she said it, and tears slid down her cheeks. "It did feel good. Are you happy now? I'm a slut. You played me like a fiddle, and I actually liked it…"

Before she could finish, I sealed her lips with a kiss.

Her body stiffened for a second before melting against mine. This time, the kiss was deeper. I felt as though I wanted to swallow her whole.

How had I never noticed how irresistible the body hidden beneath her school uniform was?

Julianne clumsily returned the kiss as she grabbed my shirt. Her pale body was trembling violently in my arms.

I didn't know how long it lasted. Only when she was almost out of breath did I finally release her.

She glanced nervously toward the security camera nearby. I smiled and lifted my wrist.

"Three… two… one."

The lights in the room went out immediately.

"They announced it earlier tonight. The power's been cut."

My fingers slid down her back before slipping into her denim skirt without resistance. Instead of avoiding me, she lifted one leg slightly, making it easier for my hand to move.

I pulled her skirt aside and pushed my fingers straight into the thin fabric beneath.

Her body jolted once before going soft again.

She was soaked and even wetter than before.

"Your body… is very honest."

In the darkness, Julianne panted heavily. "Mr. Willis… put it in me."

I smiled. Hooking the fabric aside, I pushed a finger inside her.

Her body arched sharply.

She was unbelievably tight and incredibly hot. The sensation nearly made me lose control.

I began moving slowly but firmly, making sure each motion brushed against her most sensitive spot.

Her body trembled with my rhythm, and the sounds escaping her lips became harder and harder to suppress.

"Keep your voice down," I said. "These walls aren't soundproof. Keep quiet unless you want someone to see us."

The more she tried to hold back, the more sensitive her body became. I could feel her tightening and clenching around my fingers. Her body was heating up.

Her legs were already too weak to support her weight. When I sped up, she could only whimper in broken breaths.

When I finally pulled my fingers out, they were soaked, and her arousing scent filled the narrow space.

"Do you want to feel even better?" I asked.

Julianne lifted her head and looked at me blankly.

I unbuckled my belt. The sound of the zipper was unusually loud in the quiet storage room. She lowered her head and stared at the bulge beneath my pants. Her lips slowly parted.

"Kneel."

Without hesitation, I pressed down on her shoulders and forced her to face my arousal.

"No…"

I let out a quiet laugh. "If you won't do it, then I'll show your father what his daughter looks like right now. Her lingerie is torn, and she came from a man's fingers."

"Mhmph…"

Perhaps out of fear, Julianne suddenly took my arousal into her mouth.

I gripped her jaw as a smile spread across my lips. Meanwhile, I thrust my hips forward and put pressure on her breasts.

The continuous stimulation left Julianne nearly breathless.

Her breathing faltered for a moment, and the way her throat tightened instinctively almost made me lose control right there.

Just then, a familiar voice drifted down from upstairs. "Why's the power out?"

They were coming down.

I immediately pulled Julianne deeper into the shelves at the back of the store.

Boxes of silicone toys were stacked everywhere, and once we slipped between them, the two of us were almost impossible to notice unless someone searched carefully.

Her sloppy job left me struggling to calm the restless heat coursing through my body.

For a brief moment, I had the urge to simply take her right there, but I forced the thought aside.

Some things were better saved for later.

I held the back of her head, thrusting steadily until I came.

"Ding!"

A moment later, the lights flickered on overhead. Julianne was still kneeling on the floor. Her hair was messy, and her clothes were in disarray. She looked completely disheveled.

"I-I'm sorry…"

Her nervous apology almost made me laugh.

I gathered the torn pieces of clothing from the floor and handed them back to her. "Get dressed. I should go."

To my surprise, tears welled in her eyes. She quickly turned away as if trying to hide them.

For a moment, I considered comforting her, but if I stayed any longer, I would risk running into George. Fortunately, the storage room wasn't far from the entrance, so I quickly slipped out.

Just as I reached the front of the store, George happened to walk back inside. If I had come out even a second earlier, we would have collided face-to-face.

I immediately pretended I had just arrived.

"Hey, George," I said casually. "Is that custom mold I ordered ready yet? It's urgent."

George broke into a broad smile. "It just came in. I've got a brand-new batch, and it's even better than the last one."

He led me toward another display section, giving Julianne plenty of time to straighten herself out.

I grabbed a box at random and carried it to the register.

Right then, Julianne appeared behind the counter, now fully dressed. "Dad, the power went out just now. I was in the storage room organizing the inventory."

George nodded as if nothing unusual had happened.

Our eyes met briefly. Her hand trembled slightly as she handed me my card.

While George wasn't looking, I reached over and lightly pinched her waist. She flinched and quickly stepped aside, clearly too nervous to even look at me.

I felt guilty all of a sudden. I hadn't expected her to be so shaken.

However, before I could explain, Julianne had already disappeared into the back.

…

By the time I got home, it was nearly 2:00 am.

I stood under cold water in the shower for half an hour, but the heat in my body still refused to fade.

I shouldn't have let her go so easily.

As I lay in bed, I kept thinking about her.

I thought about the way her face looked in the dim light of the storage room. I remembered vividly the tears caught on her lashes, the way she bit her lip when she called my name, and how soaked she was.

After tossing and turning until 3:00 am, I finally opened the toy I had bought. It was imported from Jandor and advertised as 99% realistic.

Even with lubricant, the experience felt hollow.

The moment I tried using it, Julianne's face appeared in my mind. The more I thought about her, the more artificial the silicone felt.

Silicone was still silicone.

It had no warmth, reaction, or that softness the moment one touched it.

Cussing inwardly, I tossed the toy aside and leaned back against the headboard, lighting a cigarette.

It was already past 3:00 am.

Julianne was probably asleep by now. After everything that had happened earlier, she might not even want to see me again.

Still, a restless urge coursed through my body.

The adult store was open 24 hours a day.

When I returned, the door to the staff room was slightly ajar, and I could hear faint breathing coming from inside it.

Julianne was curled up on the narrow folding bed. A thin blanket was draped loosely over her body, outlining every curve.

I stood there, watching her for a moment, before quietly closing the door behind me and locking it.

The mattress dipped slightly as I sat down beside her. She shifted in her sleep but didn't wake. As the blanket slipped down, the faint hickeys I had left on her skin were revealed.

My hand moved almost of its own volition, tracing slowly along her body before landing on her voluptuous chest.

I lowered my head and took her breasts into my mouth as I greedily breathed in the scent of her skin. Eventually, I started slowly and gently stripping her.

Julianne's eyes flew open. When she saw me, confusion flashed across her face, followed quickly by a trace of fear.

I pressed her back down against the bed as my hands continued to roam across her body.

When my fingers reached the inside of her thigh, I suddenly realized she wasn't wearing any underwear. Moreover, she was soaked.