"Let me watch you pleasure yourself... Get me hard again.... " ******** Asher Wayne is a billionaire's heir. A privileged son of a mighty rich man. He's in his third year in college and is a fuck god who gets whatever he wants. He gets whoever he wants in his bed, and has every girl around him falling for his good looks and loaded pockets.
Chelsea Perkins is an optimistic young, freshman who wants nothing but to make her mother proud and make her father regret ever abandoning her. 
What happens when somehow, a deal makes this little, goody two shoes find herself in the bad boy's bed? Sparks will be created, but will these sparks burn both or one of them badly, or will they turn into flames that will turn lust into love, and love into refined gold? 
Would sex be just a part of a beautiful bond that will be created? Or will it commonize the entire relationship and be the sole purpose of their union?

The fuck boy's doll

　　I told myself that this party would be nothing like the last one. And I decided to stick with that. Although I promised myself that I'd never come back here, I still did. But I only came back to honor Ted's invite. After this, my shadow would most likely never ever be cast on this frat house again.


　　Ashley much to my surprise said she won't be coming with Tracy and me to this party. According to her, she had to meet up with a friend, and she couldn't miss the meeting for any reason.


　　This only makes me wonder if she truly enjoyed the party she attended here the last time, or if she just like me, didn't, and lied to have another meeting somewhere, to escape having to come.


　　Tracy leads me to a hall that's deep into the house, and on stepping in, my gaze is met by Ted's face which is then taken up by a massive smile.


　　He walks up to Tracy and me with arms wide open, and I smile as I accept his hug. "You made it... "He notes, and I smile.


CHAPTER 13 - His Tight Torso