Not That Type Of Girl.

Jason had wasted no time returning to the party after dropping off Elena at her house.

He was determined to enjoy the party until the very end, as it was still going strong.

As soon as Jason walked back into the party, his friends spotted him and immediately pulled him aside.

Of course They were eager to hear all the details about Elena from him.

"So, spill it, Jay! How was it?"

Adrien, one of his closest pals, asked playfully, giving him a friendly punch on the chest.

The rest of their clique gathered around, curiosity evident on their faces, as they waited for him to satisfy there curiosity.

"What do you mean, 'how was it'?"

Jason responded, a perplexed look on his face as he raised his shoulders and stretched out his hands in confusion.

The gang exchanged glances, sensing that he might be hiding something from them.

"Oh, come on, bro! Don't try to play us like that, We all saw you walking out of the party with that nerdy girl, holding hands, Are you seriously trying to tell me that you, Jason Johnson, took a girl on your 'Good Luck' bike and didn't get lucky?"

another friend chimed in, causing everyone to burst into laughter, reminiscing about the name Jason had given his bike.

"Come on, guys, you're embarrassing me here," Jason said, looking around, hoping no one else in the party had overheard the embarrassing name he had given to his powerful bike.

"Just chill, no one can eavesdrop on us when we're together" one of his friends said

" Seriously, we didn't do anything like what your dirty minds are thinking, Hear me out, we did nothing, She's not that kind of girl, I just dropped her home since she needed a ride. "

The gang tried their best to detect any signs of a lie on Jason's face.

However, when they saw his serious expression, unwavering in their presence, they realized he had been telling the truth from the beginning.

"Shit!"

someone exclaimed, hitting Jason on the shoulder as the group laughed at him.

He looked at them with a puzzled gaze but shrugged it off, urging them to continue partying.

But as soon as he stepped onto the dance floor, he was intercepted by Felicia, who had grown increasingly frustrated after trying to get some alone time with Jason all night.

"Where have you been?"

Felicia questioned, her gaze stern.

"Last I remember, I don't owe you anything, baby girl, neither do I belong to you, I'm a free man, so get to the point,"

Jason replied nonchalantly, dancing to the music and taking sips of his drink.

Felicia frowned at his indifferent attitude.

Though she had always lied to her friends that she and Jason, the hottest guy in school, were dating, it wasn't the truth.

To Jason, Felicia was only a sex buddy – a friend with benefits he could call on whenever he was horny and discard when he was no longer in need.

He already made that clear to her on the first day she approached him that he wasn't interested in a relationship.

Normally, Felicia would have ditched someone like that, but she had developed feelings for Jason.

She wanted more than just sex; she wanted to date him, Even if it was a fake relationship, she believed it would elevate her status.

As the Queen Bee in her new college, Felicia had a goal upon entering college – to get to know the most popular boy and date him, thus becoming the most popular girl.

She planned to drag out the relationship for as long as possible, so when they eventually broke up, she would already be too popular to be affected.

She didn't harbor any delusions of being his only girl.,She had been through it before and knew that guys like Jason always ended up cheating and moving on to the next attractive girl.

Since her current approach wasn't working, Felicia decided to switch tactics.

She suddenly got closer to Jason and started kissing him all over.

"Let's take this somewhere private,"

Felicia said between kisses, and Jason scooped her up and started walking out of the party.

His friends made stupid sounds and whistled just to get his attention.

The attention of everyone being on them seemed to only make Felicia's smirk grow wilder.

She loved the attention, especially when she was being captured with Jason, She knew they would be talked about.

And being talked about was equivalent to getting popular easily since she was going out with the most wanted guy in college.

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The morning light shone on Jason's face as he slowly opened his eyes, using his arm to shield himself from the brightness.

He suddenly realized there was a weight on his other hand.

He tried to move, but it wasn't helping, When he turned, he came face to face with Felicia's sleeping face, and the memories of last night flooded into his head like a movie.

He quickly glanced at the clock on the bedside table.

"Oh shit, oh shit!"

Jason cursed as he gently pushed Felicia's body off him, scrambling to pick up his clothes from the floor.

He had completely forgotten that he was supposed to meet his father and brother for a business contract signing today, where they would finally unveil their new company.

"What's all the noise about?"

Felicia propped herself up, her eyes still heavy with sleep, Jason turned and saw her bare nipples and her well-toned body, and he couldn't help but want to go back to bed and kiss every inch of her before going in for another round.

But when he pictured his father's face, he quickly gave Felicia a peck on the cheek and rushed out the door as he dressed himself along the way

"Leave my keys in their usual place on your way out. Don't wait for me, I'm not sure when I'll be coming back home,"

He hurriedly said, his voice reaching Felicia as she lay back and resumed sleeping with a smile on her face, reminiscing about the pleasure-filled night she had with Jason, he had been rough and gentle at the same time making her cum several times before she collapsed last night.