A short excerpt from my book, "the edge".

There hearts were both beating very fast in a way that formed a rhythm, a beautiful symphony.

Bianca held unto Monica's waist firmly and possessively before she crashing her lips on hers, raising up her chin so she could taste all of her.

Her lips trailed Monica's lips as she put her tongue in her mouth causing Monica to mourn in pleasure. This drove Bianca to the edge of sanity. She moved her hands from her waist to her ass holding it firmly with one hand, as another unclasped Monica's bra.

Monica held her Breath as Bianca removed her bra and threw it on the bed. Then Bianca stopped. She stopped kissing Monica she stopped holding her, she just stopped. She moved away from Monica a few inches backwards. The absence of her touch did not go unnoticed by Monica who quickly opened her eyes.

"Please don't stop." Monica begged. Already tears began to fall from her eyes. Monica could not remember when she ever cried until Bianca came into her life. But ever since bianca came into her life it seems that's all she's been doing, crying.

"Who's the boss now." Bianca asked with a smirk. She had never felt this powerful. To cause such weakness upon a person was mind blowing and she loved every second of it. With her life. "Who?" She asked again moving a few inches closer until her lips touched Monica's once again.