Beta Jeremy just kissed me.
A flutter in my chest makes it even harder to breathe but I don’t move, frozen in place— feeling like I was airborne as I silently lavished the feeling.
It was wrong, I know it is. He’s a Beta and I’m… and I’m me. Despite how these games are played and how everyone would like to believe something different, there are still rules and mine is to stay in my lane.
S l u t, they called me.
Dirty. Poor. A farm girl.
My hands were on his face before I could stop myself, pulling him close as my lips met with his. His lips are soft and cool to touch and I lost myself in them like I was thirsty and he was the only thing that could quench me. If he’s surprised by my forwardness, he doesn’t say anything about it and starts kissing me back just as aggressively as I wa
