"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 grunt as I move, but I freeze when I realize that I'm laying on someone.


　　I open my eyes and see that I'm halfway laying on Asher who's still fast asleep.


　　"Jesus Christ! "I scream in alarm and rush off the bed, and Asher suddenly wakes up in fright.


　　"Jesus, Chelsea! Why the noise? "The complains as he sits up and pinches the bridge of his nose in annoyance, but I just stare in alarm.


　　"Why... Why am I in your room? And... And why was I in your bed with you? How did I even get here? "I begin to throw the questions that have formed in my mind at him, and he gives me a look.


　　"Relax. I didn't touch you. I wouldn't, even if I had the chance. "He speaks, and I feel insulted by his words, but remain silent.


CHAPTER 33 - How Many Firsts?