Chapter 1

Inside the bustling pharmacy, I was secretly indulging in a few private moments of pleasure behind the counter.

Suddenly, a tall, muscular man burst through the glass doors.

He leaned across the counter and used his hands to gesture a surprisingly large size.

I turned around to help him find what he needed.

To my horror, a tiny vibrating device slipped out from between my thighs and clattered to the floor.

He paused, his gaze burning with raw amusement, and stepped closer.

“No need to keep looking,” he whispered. “You will do just fine.”

1

My name is Sadie, a freshly divorced woman in my late twenties.

After my marriage fell apart, I lost my financial safety net and had no choice but to return to my old job as a pharmacy clerk.

Working behind the counter again, I quickly noticed how wild the younger crowd had become.

They would march in and buy two or three boxes of protection at a time without blinking.

Seeing their vibrant energy made my lonely heart ache with jealousy.

Every time I rang them up, a deep, unsatisfied hunger flared inside me.

I could not help wiping away a bitter tear whenever I remembered my empty bed at home.

It had been so long since a man had truly held me and loved me with passion.

One scorching afternoon, the shop was completely dead.

Boredom and fatigue crept in, sparking a reckless thought in my mind.

I ducked beneath the high front counter and began quietly satisfying my own desires.

Just as my mind drifted into hazy, sinful fantasies, the front bell chimed.

A stunning, athletic man walked into the aisle.

His name was Cade, standing well over six feet tall with broad shoulders and a lean waist.

His tight T-shirt stretched across his chest like it was tailored specifically for him.

Flustered, I instinctively led him toward the male enhancement aisle.

“I do not need that kind of stuff,” his deep voice cut through the quiet room.

He grabbed a box of standard condoms from the adjacent shelf, frowning in distaste.

“Too small,” he said, shaking his head in rejection.

“Do you carry anything bigger?” he asked, using his fingers to gesture an impressive length.

I stood there, completely stunned.

“With a size like that, your girlfriend must be very lucky,” I teased before I could stop myself.

“I am completely single,” he replied with a playful smirk. “Why? Are you offering to set me up?”

“Go on, help me find them,” he added, his eyes burning with unconcealed heat. “I need them urgently.”

My heart hammered against my ribs, and I almost blurted out that he could have me instead.

Swallowing hard, I forced myself to snap out of my daze.

“Alright, let me check the back stock,” I stammered.

I spun around to head for the inventory room, completely forgetting the little secret hidden inside my clothes.

A sudden lightness swept through my lower body as something smooth slipped free.

Before I realized what was happening, a long wire dragged behind my skirt across the linoleum tiles.

A low chuckle from behind made me freeze.

I looked down, met his wide, hungry eyes, and felt blood rush violently to my cheeks.

“Oh god!” I gasped, mortified.

Instead of looking away, Cade calmly knelt down, picked up the tiny pink device, and rolled it in his palm.

“Small, cute, and delightfully wicked,” he murmured. “I like it.”

A wicked grin spread across his chiseled face.

Without hesitation, he brought the little toy right to his nose and took a deep, lingering sniff.

“Mmm... why does it smell slightly salty?” he teased, stepping into my personal space.

“Tell me, did you soak this in saline water before work?”

I stood frozen in utter embarrassment, unable to squeeze out a single word.

My silence only seemed to fuel his predatory excitement.

“Come here,” he whispered, leaning down until his lips brushed my ear. “Let me taste which kind of salt water you used.”

He reached for my waist, ready to pull me into his arms.

The afternoon sun blazed outside, and the street was nearly empty.

Just as his hands touched my hips, the door chime rang as another customer walked in.

Cade pulled back reluctantly, clicking his tongue in disappointment before slipping out the door.

He was gone, but the sudden emptiness he left behind made my heart ache with unbearable longing.