"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 stare up at Asher and lose my breath. His brown eyes dig into mine, and I try to recline, but I can't. His gaze and grip have held me captive.


　　My eyes travel up to his dark hair and down to his eyes which are pulling off layers and layers of the wall I've spent so many years building around my heart.


　　My eyes then dart down at those perfect pink lips - Lips so perfectly pink, you could almost call them red- and a certain temptation begins to coat my mind.


　　I tried watching a movie last night to go to bed, but I couldn't. I tried to tire myself out by working out, but that still didn't get me to sleep.


　　There was just one thing that I couldn't get off my mind. Chelsea. And how beautiful she looked last night. How bright her beautiful electric green eyes were, and how the purple dress she wore complimented her flawless skin.


CHAPTER 47 - What Is This Hunger?