You're Mine

chapter 16

a/n: This is smutty and I am not sorry about it.

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"And basically, that's why we would love to sponsor your brother's department.", some guy told Amelia, who wasn't really listening to him and ate chips while she pretended to care about what he was saying. Suddenly, her phone display lit up with a message from Owen.

Owen: Meet me in the men's restroom. Knock three times.

"Excuse me, please.", the brunette smiled at the stranger, glad to finally get away from this situation. It seemed like her friend wanted to have some fun and the fact that he was still her boss and basically inviting her to do him at work, somehow turned her on a lot. "Hey, woah-", she said when Owen pulled her into the room and locked the door.

"Less talking, more fucking!", he informed his colleague, pushing her against the row of sinks. "You look so hot!", he let her know, licking his lips as he took a step back to take her in. She was wearing a long dark blue dress, which provided a great view at her chest but not enough to see anything inappropriate. "Ever watched yourself being fucked?", he questioned.

"No, but I guess today will be the first time.", the neurosurgeon smirked, crashing her lips against his while her hands ran all over his body. She was frustrated at the clothes he was still wearing, although he looked very handsome in a suit. All she wanted was to touch him.

"Do you have a condom?", Owen asked, staring into her dark ocean blue eyes which basically begged him to finally touch her. He couldn't resist anymore and forcefully grabbed her breasts through the dress. He knew he wasn't hurting her and that she would tell him to stop if something was too much for her.

"I'm on the pill.", his employee shared, giving him the signal to get started after all. He turned her around and made her bend over in front of the wall of mirrors. Her hands tightly grabbed the sink and she moaned loudly when he pushed her dress up and rubbed her clit with his tip. "Please Owen, fuck me!", she begged him.

"Patience, Amelia.", the redhead ordered bossily before he entered her in one swift move, which caused both of them to moan. "I want you to stare into my eyes while I stare into yours as we have sex.", he let her know, waiting for her to adjust to his size. That was his kinky side, his friend realized, biting her lip. "Got it?", he wanted to know, pulling almost fully out of her again just to thrust back in hardly.

"Oh my God!", the brunette whined in pleasure. "Yes, got it!", she tried to catch her breath, feeling her boss grab her ass cheeks as he watched her enjoy the sex. "Harder Owen, yes! Yes!", she screamed his name while he did the same with hers. "Deeper! You can come inside of me, I don't care. Pill.", she reminded him, not able to form a whole sentence anymore.

"Amelia, oh my God!", the trauma surgeon yelled, their eyes still focused on one another. None of this was sweet. It was about them getting the edge off and trying out new stuff. "You come first!", he demanded, giving his best to hold back his own orgasm.

"OWEN!", Amelia finished off, about to let go off the sink in pleasure while he came inside of her at the same time and wrapped his right arm around her stomach from below, so she wouldn't collapse. He tried to hold himself up with his left hand grabbing the sink and his forehead met his friend's back until he finally caught his breath a few minutes later and kissed the back of her head. "That was...mind-blowing. Didn't know you could be so kinky."

"Definitely!", Owen agreed with a smirk on his face. "Thanks!", he said, when she handed him some paper to clean himself off before she went to use the toilet to pee. "Occasionally I can be. Ask me for more in bed later."

"Hot.", his colleague commented, coming out of the stall after flushing the toilet. "Can we leave this mega boring event now, please?", she asked while she washed her hands. "I miss the kids.", she sweetly admitted.

"Yeah, let me just have one more quick conversation.", the redhead requested when they left the restroom and walked right into Cristina who caught them fix their clothes and hair.

"I...uh...I'll wait in the car. Bye!", the brunette excused herself the second time this evening, pretty sure her roommate wanted to talk to his ex-wife, that she was secretly jealous of, although she didn't even know why.

"You screwed baby Shep!", the cardio surgeon accused, hitting her ex-husband's chest. "I told you to give her time, dumbass!", she reminded him, kind of mad that he hadn't listened to her advice.

"I...I love her! And I cannot ignore her magnifying presence when she's around. It's like I have to have her, Cristina! And sometimes I think she actually likes me back as more than just a friend but then she tells me right into my face that I am the rebound and how she still loves James.", the trauma surgeon complained sadly. "So, sex is all I get from her."

"Go get into that car and kiss her! Not a I-want-to-fuck-you-again-kiss but one that's soft and sweet and makes her open up to you about what happened to her. A kiss, that makes you her new home and helps her to feel safe.", the brunette demanded. "I'll leave for Switzerland tomorrow. Text me if it worked or not and stop looking at me like a lost puppy. Get your girl, Owen!"