"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

　　Tracy and I are in the back of Asher's car, and I must say, it's quite fancy. It's neat, the leather seats are spotless, and the bright red color of the car screams elegance and class.


　　Asher has love songs playing from his speakers, and I keep watching as he bobs his head and taps his fingers on the steering wheel, to the music. This causes me to roll my eyes before looking back out of the window.


　　How could he be enjoying love songs? Does he even know what they mean? Just last night, he had a girl warming his bed. Pretty sure he'd have a different girl in his bed tonight.


　　Who does he think he is, changing girls like clothes? And why do foolish girls glorify him so much, by giving their bodies to him, like cheap offerings?


　　I mean... Sure he's handsome and very hot... I mean, his built body, his long hair, his eyes that are perfect shades of brown, his... His...


CHAPTER 15 - Blue Lights Club