Love Is Louder by Antoinette Candela, Paige Maroney Page B

and straddles me.
    “No, seriously, I’ve got a ton of things to do today, Dana. A ton .” I smile, feeling her finger tracing the ridges of my abs.
    “You can do me first,” she says, planting a kiss on my neck. “A little quickie.”
    “Again? You know there are no quickies with you.”
    “Or with you.” She grins seductively and leans over to nibble on my bottom lip.
    “Mmm…True,” I groan, feeling her grind on my lengthening cock. “I did you all night, and now it’s...”
    I’m unable to finish my thoughts, watching her slide gracefully down my body like a sultry feline while pulling away the black silk sheets. “Can I have this? It’s much better than having morning coffee.” She takes my cock and strokes it eagerly while licking her lips.
    “Yeah...Daa... Shit .”
    Pulling her hair away from her face, I stare as her tongue travels up and down my shaft, stroking me several times before she takes my cock slowly into her mouth. I close my eyes and thrust gently, listening to her moan as I tug at her hair.
    “Fuck, D.”
    I don’t know why I was going to ditch this with Dana. She gives the best blowjobs, putting one hundred ten percent into them. My balls tense, and my breathing grows ragged as she speeds up her pace over the next several minutes. I thrust one last time before I give her better than anything Starbucks has on their fucking menu.
    She slides back up my body, ready to do some more, and I oblige her since I’m not sure when the next female will be in my bed. We make the most of it and have a quickie before we get ready for work.
    Sifting through the clothes that are tossed all over my bedroom, I find my boxer briefs and slide them on. I peer out my bedroom window overlooking the street.
    “Hey, won’t it be four years since your sister’s accident?” she whispers, wrapping her arms around my waist from behind.
    “Yes, don’t remind me.” My voice breaks as I turn to her. Three weeks and Lily will be four. I hate that Meadow is not here to see how smart, sweet, and sassy she is.
    “I can’t believe no one came forward about the accident.”
    “You know I run that shit over and over in my head,” I reply, sitting on the edge of the bed and staring at the golden hardwoods under my bare feet. Meadow’s death ripped a painful hole inside me. The past four years have fed that hole with inevitable guilt. I missed her call. If it weren’t for that, she would be here. I can’t remember where I was or what I was doing. Was I at the bar? Was I doing something pointless when my phone rang? So many scenarios, so much blame. Her death was like someone cut out my heart with a knife, and the only person that has been able to mend it has been Lily. The moment I was able to hold my arms around that tiny baby, a piece of my sister, I was truly able to breathe again.
    I returned to the accident site that night, looking for something that would lead me to the asshole that would do something like this and walk away, but there was nothing. No skid marks, no clues, and no witnesses, which I found hard to believe. Even though it looked like my sister left from the back of the store and walked out front, someone had to have seen her. It’s a cold case, and I hate it. My sister deserves to rest in peace, and I need closure.
    “I’ve got to get ready. Do you mind showing yourself out?” I glance at Dana while she finishes getting dressed and collects her things.
    “I wish I could do something more to help you. Maybe I can talk to some more people at the firm.”
    “What the fuck are they gonna do? You’ve tried for me.” I frown. “I don’t want you to risk your career doing crazy shit. Supposedly nobody saw my sister get run over by anything or anyone.”
    “I know it still bothers you with her anniversary around the corner. I just feel there’s more I can do. I knew your sister. We graduated together. There has got to be something.”
    I push off the bed, reflecting on what avenues I