"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

　　It's a new day, and Tracy had just arrived in front of Asher's house. After knocking for a few minutes, Asher soon unlocks the door and pulls it open for her.


　　"Good morning, Asher... "She greets as she steps into the house, after Asher who's now walking deeper into the room.


　　"Good morning. What brings you here so early? "Asher questions with a voice husky from sleep, while running his fingers through his long, dark hair, and Tracy shuts the door behind her.


　　Asher turns to face her, and she suddenly loses focus. Her eyes dart at his shirtless built upper body, and memories begin to rush down at her like a waterfall.


　　She stares at his tight abdomen, adorned with attractive packs, and his beautiful biceps. Manly and tempting.


CHAPTER 25 - Old, erotic times