𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗣𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗗𝗶𝗮𝗿𝘆

His Personal Diary: 6

Slow Down by VanJess

"I don't want you to go."
Ephesia whispered in Luca's ear as he gave her deep, powerful strokes. Tears ran down her face as she received unimaginable pleasure.

Luca felt her nails dig deeper and deeper into his back. He looked down at her and pushed her legs further and further into her chest. He loved watched her face as he made love to her.
"I know baby, I know."
He planted kisses on her neck as she gasped as he suddenly picked up his pace.

"Messiah pleaseeee."
Her back arched off the bed and her hips bucked to meet his stroked. Her hand traveled to his neck, pulling him closer— if that was even possible.

"Fuck I love you so much."
He moaned feeling her fuck him back.

"I love you too."
She captured his lips in a kiss. She could feel her climax building up. Her legs began to shake.

"Pussy so good, E."
He grunted feeling her walls clench around his dick. Her moans were encouraging as he continued to drill her.

"Uhh, I'm gonna cum Luca. Baby let me cum."
She held onto his neck and looked him into his eyes as she reached her high. Messiah didn't last that long after she finished. He filled her up with his sperm. But neither one of them were thinking. No condom, and Ephesia wasn't on the pill. They let pleasure and lust cloud their minds.

They laid side by side— trying to catch their breaths. Messiah stood first to grab a wash clothe from his bathroom and clean her up. He returned to his room to a very sleepy Ephesia.
"We need to finish packing your stuff for storage. "
She ranted feeling a warm sensation between her legs.

"Fuck, you're right."
He ran a hand down his face.
They had gotten caught up in the moment, looking through their old memories. They were packing his things to go into the storage in Ephesia's storage unit in her backyard.

Their wasn't much to pack since he was never home, he was always with her or Elijah. He had sold his furniture, there was no need to keep all of that stuff.

Ephesia stood, drowsy and her judgement still clouded. She grabbed one of his tee shirts that was left unpacked and threw it on along with her biker shorts. The plan was not to sleep with Messiah a day before his sentencing for racketeering, possession of illegal substances with intent to sell, and conspiracy to commit murder. But that was what ended up happening.

"Let's finish this. We have a day left of your freedom to enjoy."
She said solemnly. Her heart was breaking.
It's crazy how the change of circumstances could mend a relationship— or so she thought.

•••••••

Elijah ended up coming over to help them pack both of their things in her little storage unit and surprisingly it all fit.
"We should go out tonight."
Ephesia suggested.

"Let's just enjoy each other's company's while we can. Let's stay in, watch a movie or two and crash out. "
Messiah said. His thoughts were too jumbled and his mind was too clouded to be going out tonight.

"Sounds good. I'll cook and there are snacks
everywhere in the pantry. Make sure y'all got your suits ready for sentencing tomorrow."
Ephesia sighed as she left the two brothers in her back yard as she headed inside to get the food ready.

"Lord please."
She didn't know what she was pleading for, but she pleaded.  They were facing 8 years apiece— and all of them were hoping their lawyers came through to the D.A to give them a deal.

She had already thawed a pack of pork chops, she knew they loved her pork chops smothered in gravy and onions, paired with mashed potatoes and broccoli. She got to cooking, peeling potatoes and putting the broccoli on to boil along with the seasoned pork chops into her skillet to begin to sear and brown.