"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

　　Kissing Asher felt like heaven on earth. His tongue and lips spoke languages my heart understood, but my mind refused to believe.


　　I don't know or understand what Asher wants from me, but it's becoming clear to me, what I want. His sincere affection and transparency. I want him to let me in, and I want to be his anchor. The one who holds him down. I know it seems like something out of a movie, or something cut out from some romance novel, but I want it to be my real life.


　　My love story with him. I want to fix him and understand him. Clearly, there's more to him than he's letting on, and I want to see the real him. The real Asher.


　　He pulls away from my lips and moans my name. An act that causes my heart to buzz and tingle in excitement.


　　"Chelsea... "His husky voice moans, but before I can catch my breath, he pulls me back in, and keeps kissing me. A kiss that begins to do things to my body that I don't understand.


CHAPTER 48- Nice Of Her