Free Vignettes of a Master by Jason Luke Page B

“That was fun,” I said. “I hope you enjoyed it too.”
    Leticia frowned, then pressed at her hair and straightened her clothes. “You set that up?”
    “Of course,” I said simply. “Leticia, arousal comes in many different forms. Erotic, sensual, physical, emotional… you need to explore them all. Understanding what turns you on is a journey of discovery… there is more than one destination.”

Two Ordinary Girls and their Books
    April, 9 th .
     
     
    Leticia straddling Jonah in the back of a car.
    It was an impulsive gesture – something I knew she gave no thought to. As the traffic thickened and the congestion became worse on the city street, Leticia suddenly threw herself at me with a gasp of reckless abandon. I flinched, and then felt Leticia’s legs straddling me, and the press of her breasts against my face.
    “Is this what you want, Jonah Noble? Is this how you want your woman to be?”
    Leticia rocked her hips back and forth, sliding them in a slow sensual grind so that she brushed the dampness of her sex against me and I felt the sudden thickening and hardening of my own desire.
    She wrapped her arms around my neck, weaving her fingers in my hair and holding me close to her. The press of her breasts was a temptation too great to refuse. I bit the top button from her blouse with my teeth and my hungry mouth hunted beyond the cotton of her top, searching for her breast.
    My hands went around her hips, and I pulled her harder against me. Leticia gasped and there was a lust-filled purr of deep desire in the back of her throat.
    Finally, when her breasts were exposed, when she was sighing and undulating in my arms, I eased myself clear of her body and smiled. Leticia looked down at me. There was a glazed sexual urge in her eyes.
    “You realize everyone can see you,” I said calmly. “This isn’t the town car – remember. This is my Alfa Romeo. It doesn’t have tinted windows. You’ve been on display for every other driver to see…”

Two Ordinary Girls and their Books
    April, 9 th .
     
     
    Jonah finds himself in a Nicholas Ryan book.
    I woke up from a deep sleep… there was the sound of heavy breathing beside me. Hoarse, harsh breathing. I opened my eyes and turned my head slowly.
    Leticia was in the bed beside me – but this wasn’t the Leticia I knew. Half of her face had been torn away, and her eyes were red and wild. Blood seeped onto the sheets and her tongue licked hungrily at dry cracked lips. She reached out for me… but there were fingers missing from her hand, and thick dry blood crusted on her arms.
    She snarled – an inhuman sound. A sound that filled me with fear and terror.
    I threw the sheets off and ran naked from the bedroom. I had jeans slung over the back of a chair in Leticia’s living room. I tugged them on. Leticia came from the bedroom, staggering and swaying unsteadily. Her clawed fingers swiped at me and I spun away – crashed through the apartment door and into the hallway of her apartment complex.
    I ran for the elevator. I thumped the button. I could hear screams of terror coming from the street below. The elevator door slid slowly open. I let out a gasp of relief – and then froze.
    Written in blood on the wall of the elevator was a message.
    “This is a gift from Jason Luke.”
    I stared at the sign, and the blood drained from my face. Jason Luke was also Nicholas Ryan – zombie author. I dropped to my knees. This was some writer’s mad revenge. I bunched my fists and screamed my frustration.
    I was going to die, and it was going to be horrible. Jason Luke wanted me dead!
     
     
    A note from Jason:
    Needless to say, this was another scene that was a great joy for me to write.

Schmexy Girls Blog
    April, 11 th .
     
     
    Leticia moves back to her hometown. .. and Jonah goes after her.
    Leticia saw me in the doorway, and she froze, poised and tense. There was an air of despondency in her face – a sense of despair and hurt.
    “What are you doing