"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'm at a restaurant with Blair, and we've ordered some snacks. She asked for a sugar-coated doughnut and a bottle of soda, and I simply ordered a bottle of soda.


　　I would have ordered more, but I don't think I currently have an appetite. I don't know why, but being around Blair always makes me so nervous.


　　She's in blue cargo pants, a baggie ash T-shirt, and black and white Nike kicks. The last time I saw her, she had her hair all back with simple waves down at its tips. But now she has bangs, while the rest of her hair is packed into a firm ponytail, and its tip is still blue.


　　Her thin lips are pink, and she's given her eyes the cat eye feature with the help of an eyeliner. She looks stunning, to say the least. And I'm here... Just dressed in black!


　　Sometimes, I want to look prettier for her...


　　"Are you gonna stop staring anytime soon? "She suddenly questions out of the blue, and I feel a blush take up my face.


CHAPTER 42 - Spying On Me?