Jurassic Love

Chapter 14

The staff were buzzed for this party. We had temporaries taking over our duties for the night so we could all enjoy the party on the beach. It was something InGen did to boost employee satisfaction, and it was a great treat for everyone's hard work during the incredibly hot season. Claire had been rushing around all day trying to make sure everything was perfect. I got let out of work early to go have a long soak in the small bath crammed into my bathroom and get ready. It was a big event to the people here.

"Rosie, are you in here?" Owen called from outside the bathroom door.

"No!" I joked.

"Can I come in?" he asked.

"Nope, you need to go! You're not allowed to see me until tonight." I said.

"Oh come on baby!" he protested, using the pet name to try and persuade me.

"See you later!" I laughed and I heard him slam the front door.

I got dressed in a black skater dress that had long sleeves and came to around mid thigh with cut out detailing in. I let my hair out of it's tight braids so it was wavy going down my back and applied some make-up with winged liner and a red lip. Instead of putting heels on, considering it was on the boardwalk at the beach, I put on some frilly top socks and my black converse. Owen knocked on my door just as I was finishing.

"What are you like fifteen?" I said with a raised eyebrow, bending down to pick up my bag.

"Shit, you need to change." He said, sounding strained. I furrowed my eyebrows as he looked me up and down.

"Why? Has my dress ripped? Is there a stain?" I said worriedly.

"Fuck, no, you just look so hot. Isn't your skirt a little short?" he said, grabbing my waist and pulling him into me.

"Owen, it's fine." I giggled.

"I'm not going to be able to let you out of my sight." he breathed, bringing his face closer to mine and quite literally kissing the crap out of me. He backed me up against the wall and I clutched onto his shirt desperately to try and not fall over as my legs shook every-time he kissed me. Owen effortlessly hitched my skirt up so it was bunched around my waist and he lifted me up so my crotch was pressed against his growing erection.

"Owen, the party..." I breathed against his lips.

"Just give me 5 minutes." He moaned, moving my panties to the side and grazing my entrance.

"Shit you're so wet." He cursed making me moan loudly.

"Owen please..." I gasped and he unbuckled his belt, still holding me with one hand. He was inside of me with one fluid movement and he began rocking back and forth, holding my ass tightly.

"Oh shit." I moaned.

"You're not going to be able to walk when I'm done with you." Owen practically growled, moving with such force my back was slammed against the wall with each force. I couldn't believe we were having sex on my front porch.

"Shit I'm not going to last long." I cried, seeing stars at the pace he was going. With a few more thrusts I felt my orgasm course through my veins and Owen's lips on mine as we rode out our highs.
After, he placed me back down on the ground gently, doing up his jeans with a playful smile on his face as I clutched onto his biceps for support, my legs were that weak. Once I regained my balance and Owen had stolen a few more kisses, I went back inside, fixing my hair and lipstick and Owen grabbed my hips from behind in the mirror.

"Do we have to go? We can just stay here, it's way more entertaining... and pleasurable." Owen whined in a low murmur.

"As tempting as that sounds, I promised Claire I would be her wing woman, and I'm not sure what happened after last night, so we need to go." I said firmly before I changed my mind myself.