"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 have only kissed Chelsea for a few seconds, and I know for a fact that she also feels the same hunger as me.


　　I gently pull away from her, and under all her makeup, I can see her cheeks take up a rosy red shade. She hides her face in my chest, and I smile at how cute she is.


　　I know she likes it when I kiss her. I remember that she told me. That night when she was drugged by Vivian at the frat house.


　　I pull out my phone from my pocket, and place a call to my mom, with my phone on speaker mode, so Chelsea can listen in on mine and my mother's conversation.


　　"Hello, honey. Anything the matter? "She questions as soon as she picks the call, and I take a deep breath as I wrap my free arm around Chelsea's waist.


　　"No. There's no problem, mom. Chelsea and I just called to inform you that we would be heading back home. We… "I begin, and look back down at Chelsea who's holding on to a flap of my tux, and looking up at me curiously.


CHAPTER 83- I won't