The lesbian love affair deepens in this fifth story in the 50 Shades of the Rainbow Lesbian romance series.

Strong lesbians that care about each other and the women in their lives and turn from to family.

From the book:

She kissed me and it was like everything was moving in slow motion, our undressing ourselves one piece at a time as we kissed and held each other and curled up, around, and almost inside each other, so slow and gentle until it was like we caught fire and consumed each other and became one fire together, like a sunset at the end of a cloudy day. I couldn't tell where she stopped and I started. I felt I could will her hands to move and touch me just the way I wanted, and she could do the same.

Afterwards, we were quiet. Gradually, I became aware again of the feeling of the daybed beneath us, the sounds around us, Miss Roxy snoring, and Obie growling a bit in response from inside his crate, the sound of the text alert on my phone going off, all the everyday things, but they somehow felt new. Something had changed within me. Maybe that fortune teller was right about telling the truth.

I reached for my jeans to get the phone, and then stopped, and realized I had something to say. To ask. And I needed to ask it now.

"Zelia?" She turned to look at me, her eyes so blue, like a newborn's eyes.

"Yes?" she said.