Baby You`re Mine
A/N: Hey Guys, I gotta blow off some steam with this smut one shot.
Summary: The reader works with Owen, and fantasizes about him every day, but the raptor trainer doesn`t notice her…until someone else does.
Warning: SMUT SMUT SMUT and swearing, unprotected sex (WEAR A CONDOM KIDS)
You practically fainted as Owen lifted his shirt up to wipe at his sweaty forehead….those abs. You had dreamed about licking those abs, sitting on those abs, and pressing against those abs.
His torso disappeared from view as he continued to lift the buckets up to Barry, who stood on the stairs, while you stood by the cage to make sure the girls were occupied with their treats.
“Owen, man, can we please leave to go to the party?” Barry`s French accent broke your daydreaming.
“Dude, you know we gotta get this shit done, or we have to do it tomorrow” Owen sighed, and heaved up another bucket to Barry.
“Owen, please! It`s hot as hell, and the party is probably expecting the island playboy” you tease. It was true, every female worker was waiting for the guy….much to your dismay.
“Fine. Let`s go” he relented, setting aside the bucket, and standing up.
You checked the paddock quickly, and made sure the girls were fed before you got into your jeep.
The big party was the annual staff pool party held every June, and you were hoping to impress with the new red bikini you had purchased, it was strappy, and had ties on the bottoms.
An hour later, and the three of you arrived at the resort pool- workers of every department were laughing, eating, swimming, or laying in the sun, and you were anxious to relax.
Owen immediately went off to talk to Claire, who you thought was a grade A bitch…what the hell did he see in her? She wasn`t his type at all.
“You know, I think Owen likes you more than her” Barry`s smooth voice whispered in your ear.
“Oh really? He has a funny way of showing it” you tapped Barry on the shoulder and went off to find a lounger, your mood soured by the sight of Owen and Claire.