Lord have mercy! Was Raven dreaming or did she die went to heaven and came back as she sat across from this handsome sexy dangerous man. Lord the massive shoulder body built like the gods. The gods sure sculpted this one to perfection for sure. Intimidation wasn't even the word more like hot, horny and all the feels; shivers was more like it. Raven manages to have her notes and questions all ready trying not to hide the fact the flush of her cheeks but manages to hold her composure and begin the interview like a true reporter.
Diesel on the other hand manages to make out her thoughts all he could do was smile very seductively while looking at Raven. Now as she sits across from him, the thoughts runs thru his mind: her on top, sweat dripping from their bodies, moans, screams, her scent fills his nose to where his fangs sinks into her flesh and she takes all of him, she riding him till her body her mind and soul melted in his hand. "Mr. Jameson sir?...... Diesel?" Raven trying to get Diesel attention seeing as though Diesel was out of it for sure.
Diesel snapped out of a daydream, realized he was more than just daydreaming; fantasizing was more like it and he was damn sure enjoying it; his fangs was trying to do a show and tell but seeing as though he 450 year old, he got this in the bag. Thinking to himself: "How long is this going to fucking take? Knowing damn good and well that I got places to go and people to bite but seeing this sexy goddess I would rather enjoy biting her."
Raven was handling this like a champ despite the fact the person sitting across from her, can take her soul have it looking at her saying wasup. The questions and the answers worked out perfectly but the thoughts running through her mind was like a never ending cycle. As Raven was writing her notes down, the worse thing she can do is glance up at the dangerous creature sitting across from her. She was making sure she's not gonna mess up this interview because this is huge not only for her but for the company.
"So Mr. Jameson a couple of more questions before we end this interview."
"Please call me Diesel. Raven isn't it?"
"Um yes it's Raven. Ok Diesel you must have certain fun things to do when your not working."
"I enjoy certain pursuits all kinds in fact it's kind of hard to explain." Diesel pursuits: biting Raven, sinking her teeth in her neck tasting that blood that's been rushing waiting to be tasted. Diesel has been a good boy but any longer in this interview, they gonna hear the sounds of moans and screams.
After almost an hour of the interview, Raven wrapped up the interview writing down the last bit of information before closing her notepad. "So I think that's it Mr. Jameson oh I mean Diesel. Thank you so much for the opportunity for to speak with you." Shaking the hand of a gorgeous but dangerous man lord hopefully this man don't sense that she was utterly obsessed with this dangerous man and she didn't even know the man.
"You're so very welcome. By the way I'm throwing a launch party for one of my new lounges down sort of black tie formal. It's tomorrow night. Hopefully I would like to see you there you can bring a plus one or if you have a plus one like your girlfriend or something."
"Oh I don't have a girlfriend. I'll see if my friend would like to come."
"Even better." Diesel wickedly winked at raven. Raven went from a calm editor to a cheeked flushed school girl.
Walking back to Ravens' desk, Diesel watching every curve, inch and dent of ravens body thinking of what type of bondage she would be perfect in. Esmeralda watching Diesel as she's glancing at Raven. "I mean are you sure she's up for what you bring to the table. Everything that you stand for: the council and the brotherhood."
"Oh definitely for sure. She's not like the other humans and plus mmmm thick ain't even the word."
As Raven proceeded to begin writing her story, Siya coming to her desk with her fav coffee in hand. Now what's worse: Siya bringing coffee to what's hers or the fact that part of her wants to rip her throat. Diesel as calm, cool and collected as he is, his territorialness kicked and it can't be shut off but keeping his composure he headed out the building.
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Forbidden Submission
RomanceNew Orleans the city that never sleeps but for Diesel it's much more to it than that. As a 450 year old vampire dominant, the sight and sounds of his beloved town awakens in him food but more importantly women but especially blood. Every night is a...
