The Slut and The Golden Boy [ROUGHLY EDITED. WAS WRITTEN 3-4 YEARS AGO. BY TESS]

Part 8

Marron P.O.V:

After me and Hexas had shown the werewolves that we were the real deal and chasing them around I went back to go to Lewis's house.

Hexas drove me.

"Call when you want me to pick you up" He smiled as I got out into the dark street. It was my kind of night.

"Will do" I smiled back and shut the door.

Lewis opened the small house door before I could knock and looked me over.

I hadn’t changed but he was obviously enjoying the view. I pushed him into the house and shut the door behind myself.

"Money?" I asked, standing close in front of him.

He smiled at held up thirty dollars. "For the night" He said, pulling off my crop top and throwing it on the floor with the money.

I walked him backwards until he was against the wall, pulling off his shirt and undoing his jeans.

"Enjoy this, I may not feel so generous next time" I smiled, kissing down his chest, pulling of his jeans and boxers to kiss lower still.

I heard his moans and smiled.