"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

　　"Why didn't you pick up my calls? "His voice booms like thunder almost immediately after he sees me, and I almost jump in fright.


　　"I… I didn't see them… "I lie as I look away with embarrassment suddenly consuming as I remember that he's seen those sensitive pictures of me.


　　He then pulls out his phone and starts tapping on it and after a few seconds, my phone which is on my bed begins to ring out.


　　He then shows me his phone screen which indicates that he's the one calling me, and I freeze.


　　"Really? "He questions, and I gulp.


　　"And you also didn't get my texts? "He questions again as he ends the call, and I swallow.


　　"Actually I… I… I… "I begin but he begins to move towards me, and as he takes steps toward me, I keep moving away.


　　In no time at all, he's eventually in the room, and I jump in fright when he suddenly slams the door shut behind him and turns to lock it with the key.


CHAPTER 57 - That's Not Pee, Dear. It's Cum