His Kinky Kitten: The Halloween Honeys

by Olivia Hawthorne

  “Wanna hit Sharky’s Pub before we head back?” Veronica asked, and we both agreed wholeheartedly.

  It was clean-up day at the sorority house, and any time we could avoid helping out was a good day.

  Besides, all the new recruits would be responsible for most of the heavy work so it wouldn’t be bad if we took some time off for more fun.

  Veronica found a spot near the entrance and we piled out, walking into the bar excitedly talking about the haunted house.

  “You know we’re going to make you look stunning for the haunted house,” Veronica said when our drinks arrived. She sipped hers and looked me over with narrowed eyes.

  “I’ll take cute, I don’t think I’ll ever get to stunning,” I laughed.

  “You are though, you just have to believe it and it will happen,” she said.

  “Girls like you don’t know eet,” Sylvie said, leaning on her hand. “You don’t know how beautiful you are.”

  “You guys are going to embarrass me,” I said, sipping more of my drink.

  I savored the spiced flavors, it tasted like rum and pumpkin pie. Was there any better combination?

  Sylvie and Veronica started to make eyes at some guys in the corner who were spending time between watching a football game and watching my friends.

  Soon enough the game was over and they sidled over, three of them, to join us at our table.

  “Hugh, Luke and Stevie,” the broad shouldered blond who edged in next to me announced to the three of us. He was Hugh. “What are you girls drinking? Let us buy you another round?”

  “Pumpkin Spice cocktails,” Veronica said and the three guys burst into laughter.

  “What is it with you white chicks and pumpkin spice everything?” Luke snorted.

  “I happen to like it, and I refuse to apologize,” I said, bristling at his mockery.

  “It’s so basic. You three are basic bitches,” Stevie said, slurring his words. He was already pretty drunk and was being a little bit of a jerk.

  Luckily Sylvie took him on, making fun of him until he calmed down and started to sweet talk her.

  Veronica and Hugh got deep into conversation about the football game, our drinks came and he paid for them.

  I sat awkwardly pressed up against Luke, his broad shoulders making me feel a little dwarfed next to his massive muscular bulk.

  And our conversation essentially died.

  He was an asshole and I didn’t like him.

  I finished my cocktail and watched him check out girls on his phone. I looked over and said, “She’s cute,” a couple times, giving him the hint that I wasn’t going to be doing anything with him, but he covered it up with his hand and still tried to hit on me.

  “I have some pumpkin spice flavored lube back at my place,” he said with a cheesy grin, putting his hand on my knee under the table.

  “And I’m going to hurl my pumpkin spice flavored cookies if you keep talking like that,” I said and pushed against him. “I need to go to the washroom.”

  “Fucking great, I get the boring ice princess,” he grumped. “I thought you sorority types were down to fuck at a moment’s notice.”

  “Get the hell out of my way.”

  He edged away from me and I stood up and stormed to the washroom.

  I didn’t think Sylvie or Veronica even noticed.

  I splashed some cold water on my face and brushed my hair off my forehead.

  I examined myself in the mirror and was pleased with what I saw.

  I might be an ice princess who didn’t fall for frat boy antics, but I was pretty and Veronica was going to make me sexy for Halloween.

  I left the bathroom, turned back towards the bar and walked right into a solid wall of muscle.

  “Sorry, Miss,” he said and I looked way up into the brightest green eyes I think I’d ever seen.

  “My fault, I wasn’t watching where I was going,” I said, my breath catching in my throat.

  I waited for him to speak again as I stared into his eyes, feeling as if I were falling into an endless green expanse.

  Jacob

  “Jesus fucking hell, Jake, stop watching the game and start watching some of the hot babes in here,” Axel said, tossing a celery stick from the chicken wing platter in my direction.

  I ducked and grabbed it, held it up and took a bite, crunched it and grinned.

  “It’s a good game. Give me a break, dude, we were down by twenty and now we’re up again,” I said. “I’ve got money on this.”

  “How much?” he demanded.

  “Ten bucks.”

  He reached into his wallet, pulled out a ten and slammed it on the table. “There’s your money, now keep looking around at the slutty coeds practically begging for cock tonight.”

  “Wow, when you put it like that, how can I refuse?”

  I was being sarcastic, but he had a point. There were a lot of really sexy girls in the pub tonight and in spite of my decision to avoid relationships, I did really need to get laid.

  “How about them?” I asked, nudging Axel’s elbow. “They’re your type.”

  And by his type, I meant they were pretty and looked pretty easy.

  Axel wasn’t the type who enjoyed a challenge.

  I was, however, and in spite of wanting to get laid I just couldn’t bring myself to get that horny over girls who giggled too much and talked about vapid topics, like make up and celebrity gossip.

  But Axel liked them, so he got up and invited the two hot blondes to our table, and we ended up talking to Cindy and Debbie.

  Well, they did the talking, I mostly watched the game and Axel nodded and bought them drinks.

  The game wrapped up, we won by the way, and I soon grew bored of Cindy and Debbie’s take on what pop star was feuding with who on Twitter, so I excused myself by heading to the washroom.

  “You want company in there?” Debbie asked me as I stood up, licking her lips and giving me a little wink.

  My cock hardened at her suggestion, I’m not gonna lie, it was tempting. All I had to do was say yes and she’d follow me back and suck me dry in the one stall in the men’s washroom.

  I’d be drained and satisfied within five minutes, and who knows if I’d ever have to see her again.

  But I couldn’t.

  As much as I wanted to be, I wasn’t that guy.

  I wanted to fuck somebody so bad it almost hurt…hell, it did fucking hurt, but not her. If I was going to fuck somebody, I was going to want more than what Debbie had to offer.

  “No thanks, sweetheart,” I said, “I’ve got to rock a piss, and that’s it.”

  “More for me then,” Axel said with a grin, putting his arms around each of them.

  Debbie seemed irritated, but snuggled right into Axel’s embrace, looking at me with a snotty gaze of triumph, as if I’d rejected her but she found acceptance.

  Whatever she needed to believe.

  I was headed down the hall when the women’s washroom door opened and the hottest little treat I’d seen in…fuck…forever…walked right into me.

  My urge to piss was immediately replaced with an urge to fuck, and my dick was rock hard the second she caught me with her soulful brown eyes.

  “Sorry, Miss,” I said and couldn’t tear my eyes away from her.

  “Oh my god,” she said, her full, red lips moving as she talked, and I could imagine them wrapped around my cock, unlike Debbie’s. “I’m sorry.”

  “It’s totally my fault,” I said and couldn’t look away. She made a move to walk around me, but I put my arm up to keep her here. I couldn’t let her go. “I’m Jacob.”

  Nice one, I thought, I sounded like a fifteen year old boy with a crush on the hot math teacher.

  “I’m Katie,” she replied and looked up at me again. She was mesmerizing.

  “Hello Katie, you want to get a drink?”

  “Weren’t you…” She nodded towards the men’s room, guys were going back and forth past us but neither one of us seemed to notice.

>   “Stay here,” I said, willing her to wait for me. She hesitated, looked back at the front of the pub, and then to me.

  “We’ll see,” she said with a playful glint in her eye.

  I reached up and brushed a strand of hair away from her cheek and she shivered, smiling softly.

  I walked to the men’s room, did what I needed to do, washed my hands and went back out into the hallway to find my Katie.

  And she was there, waiting for me, a smile on her face and her body banging.

  She wasn’t dressed really slutty like a lot of the girls in here, but she was gorgeous.

  She had a class that most of them didn’t have, she carried herself with a self-possession that was incredibly fucking hot.

  “You waited. Good girl,” I said. “Now let’s get that drink.”

  “Sounds good, my friends are out there so I should tell them…”

  “We could join them if you want, I’m not trying to steal you away or anything,” I replied…then thought not yet, I wanted to get her alone eventually though.

  “They’re sitting with these guys who were so annoying, I wouldn’t mind making my escape,” she smiled.

  “Sounds good to me, you’re all mine then.”

  “All yours…for now,” she said, flashing me a little grin.

  I placed my hand on the small over her back and guided her to a little booth near the back. I spotted a few people leaving and we managed to scoop it before it filled up again.

  “Tell me all about yourself, Katie,” I said, sliding in next to her. “I want to know everything.”

  “I’m boring,” she said with a laugh. “Tell me about you.”

  “I’ve got one thing on my mind tonight,” I replied with a crooked grin.

  “What’s that?”

  “This,” I said and bent to kiss her.

  Katie

  He was so gorgeous I couldn’t look him in the eyes for too long. It was like staring at the sun, like if I stared long enough his image would be burned forever in my eyes.

  He kissed me though, and it wasn’t something I normally would do but I wanted it. I wanted him to kiss me.

  The waitress came to the table and asked for our drink order, but we kept at it and she walked away in a snit.

  He lifted his hand and cupped the back of my neck under my hair and I shiver flicked through my body like a flame, a flame of urgent desire.

  He murmured in my ear, “Oh Katie, damn girl…you’re the sexiest girl in here.”

  “Flattery will get you everywhere,” I exhaled, “but you don’t have to lie.”

  I do like hearing it though, I’m not the kind of girl guys really talk to like that. Maybe hanging out with Veronica and Sylvie has been good for my image.

  Or maybe it’s been good for my self-confidence, or just my overall sexy factor.

  Either way, I’ll take it.

  “It’s not flattery when it’s the truth,” he said and caressed my cheek. “This is simply a fact.”

  “Kiss me again and show me how sexy you think I am,” I said, surprising me how bold I was becoming.

  “If I keep kissing you, I’m not going to be able to stop,” he said, hooking his hand around my waist and pulling me tightly against me. “And if I don’t stop, then we’ll have to go somewhere private because I don’t want to fuck you in this booth.”

  “Keep kissing me, Jacob, I’m exploring new things this month and kissing a stranger is pretty new to me,” I said with a grin.

  He kissed me again and his tongue slipped into my mouth, wrestling with my tongue until his dominated mine and he felt like he was everywhere on me all at once.

  I could barely think, the sensations snaked through my limbs and my pussy throbbed with unspent urgent need.

  I didn’t know where it was coming from, but I wanted to explore this side of myself.

  I wanted to be slutty, I wanted to be like that sexy cat woman costume we’d picked out earlier. I wanted the confidence to keep it going, to push it as far as I could go…explore the places beyond my comfort zone.

  I reached down, like it was somebody else’s hands, and rubbing his thighs under the table. I tilted towards him and ran my other hand up his leg to the thick bulge in his jeans, playing with his dick through the denim.

  I wasn’t even going to try and figure out where this was coming from, where I was getting my bold moves, I just wanted to enjoy myself.

  He drew his breath in sharply and dropped his hand to rest on my forearm.

  “Katie girl,” he exhaled in a deep growl that did something primal to me, it turned me on so hard I was surprised by my response.

  My desire pooled deep in my belly and crept lower, I could feel heat clenching my core and fluttering in my pussy.

  Fuck, I wanted him. I wanted him so bad that the world melted away and nothing else mattered.

  “Oh my god, there you are!”

  Veronica’s voice pierced my sexual haze and dragged me back into reality.

  I jerked my hand back and broke away from Jacob.

  “Hey you, I got sidetracked,” I said with a guilty grin.

  “I’ll say you did, who’s this?”

  Veronica was friendly enough but you could tell she was both turned on by Jacob’s stunning good looks and irritated by the fact that I’d abandoned her and Sylvie and the frat boys she wanted us to hook up with.

  I’d upset the careful balance of her mating dance, if you wanted to approach it from an anthropological point of view.

  “Jacob,” he said and extending his hand. Veronica took it and shook it limply, smiling at him.

  “I’m Veronica, and I’m going to get Sylvie. Sorry to bust in on your little make out party, but we need a place to sit.”

  “What happened to the three amigos?” I asked.

  “Hugh, Luke and Stevie?”

  “Who else?”

  “Their girlfriends showed up. Can you believe that? Such bullshit.”

  “Yeah, I can believe it. They were super douchey.”

  “And that’s why you snagged yourself a beefcake in the bathroom?” Veronica giggled.

  “Maybe,” I grinned and Jacob put his arm around my shoulder. It felt nice, like it belonged.

  “I think it was the other way around, I snagged her,” he replied.

  “Wait here though, don’t take her off for a parking lot screw,” Veronica said and walked back through the crowd to find Sylvie.

  “She seems nice,” Jacob laughed.

  “She’s a bit over the top but she’s got a good heart.”

  “I want to hear more about these guys, which one was supposed to be your hookup?” he asked with a grin.

  “Luke.”

  “Oh well, sucks to be him then.”

  “Sucks to suck,” I agreed.

  Veronica and Sylvie were back in a flash, taking the seat in the booth across from us.

  “Who ees thees?” Sylvie asked, eyeballing Jacob.

  “This is my new and exciting side,” I said. “This is me making Halloween the best time of my life,” I replied, leaning against Jacob, snuggling right under his arm like we were dating and in love. “This is Jacob.”

  “So glad I get to be your October fling,” he replied and then dipped his face into the curve of my beck to kiss me there. “I’m not a fling though, Katie girl. Once I’ve decided you’re mine…well, you’re mine.”

  I blushed and didn’t have words to respond, I didn’t know what to say.

  Here was this gorgeous man declaring his intent to chase me and I only wanted more. I didn’t balk at his interest like I normally would, I wanted him to want me.

  I wanted him to chase me.

  I would be his for the rest of October, but after that we’d see.

  Maybe more, maybe I’d stick to my guns and break it off…all I knew is that no matter what happened, it was going to be a hell of a lot of fun.

  Jacob

  “There you are, you son of a bitch,” Axel said a couple drinks after Ka
tie’s friends joined us.

  He slid into the booth and instantly started hitting on Katie’s friends.

  I had to laugh at how quickly they all fell into it, but it seemed that Veronica was the immediate front runner for a hook up.

  “How long do we have to watch this before we can politely leave them alone?” I asked Katie.

  She responded with a laugh and a shake of her head.

  “I’m ready to go if you are.”

  “Where to? Do you want something to eat?”

  “I thought you were going to take me home and ravage me,” she said quietly, looking up with such a heat in her eyes that my cock throbbed and ached for her.

  “So ravage first, eat later?” I asked with a wink.

  “Sounds perfect.”

  “Where do you live?”

  “Nowhere I can bring you, I’m in a sorority.”

  “I have my own place.”

  “Then we’re going there. Take me home, Jacob. Before I chicken out and change my mind.”

  “You can change your mind any time, Katie girl,” I told her. She did seem nervous, I didn’t want her to feel like I was forcing myself on her.

  What I wanted was for her to understand that she was going to be mine, but not forcefully.

  It was a dance, a careful choreography of us striding around each other emotionally until she finally realized it was done.

  It was decided.

  She was going to be my Katie girl for real, not just for a night.

  I suppose in that sense Axel had been right, just when I’d decided I was done with dating, I found somebody I wanted to be with.

  But I didn’t want just a night with her, I wanted a relationship with her.

  I wanted…maybe a lifetime with her.

  My family had told me about this, my mother and father had met this way. Hell, even my cousin Levi had met his wife and married her in Vegas. They hadn’t spent any time getting to know each other before he just knew, they knew.

  But like he’d told me, it had taken her longer to figure it out.

  And now I was going to work on my little Katie girl, but before I got into that, I was going to take her home and find us both some release before I went mad from the need.