Enter the World of Collette Thomas

 NOW AVAILABLE AT ASPEN MOUNTAIN PRESS!    

Maybe you’ve dreamed it.  Maybe you’ve done it.

Well, Mallory Hall, Karma Jones, Tambra Kendall, Renee Michaels, Blythe Phillips, Jane Leopold Quinn, Shannon Robinson and Collette Thomas, the eight Goin’ Down Ladies, have written getting stuck in an elevator with a hunky mysterious guy(s) stories.

Eight different stories were created from the deepest, weirdest recesses of their minds.  These stories run the gamut from sophisticated to sensually sweet to hot and sexually explicit. They are intense, funny, romantic, and some have surprise endings.  We have it all.

The first anthology is available NOW at ASPEN MOUNTAIN PRESS, the second is scheduled to be released on July 11, 2008.  And oh, my yes, there’s something for everyone!

Book One (available now) - Two outrageous older women live out separate fantasies with a younger man inside a stuck elevator (The Elevator Man by Collette Thomas).  All work and no play makes Jenna a dull girl until she meets Dante, the hot Italian stud who has nothing but the business of teaching her pleasure on his mind (Descent into Pleasure by Renee Michaels).  A widow who lives out an erotic dream inside a stalled elevator with a silk clad cowboy (Aft Shaft by Mallory Hall).  And a fired secretary releases her frustration on an ex-boss then discovers a mutual attraction that explodes into heated passion in (Fired or Fired Up by Shannon Robinson). 

Book Two (July 18) - A sugar daddy, along with his apprentice, meet sweet young thing.  Are they going to set up with matching towels? (His, Hers & His by Jane Leopold Quinn).  An off-duty police officer and a beautiful office worker hide in a service elevator to avoid dangerous bank robbers that have taken over their building. Will they succumb to building heat between them or lose each other before they even have the chance?  (At Your Service by Blythe Phillips).  A hot shot salesman who gets a double surprise at a sales meeting (Elevator Encounter: Double Trouble by Karma Jones).  A sexy lingerie boutique owner finds more than a good time inside an elevator.  Her hero gives her not only her darkest fantasy but also his heart (The Erotic Touch by Tambra Kendall).  

Join us again at ASPEN MOUNTAIN PRESS on July 18, because we’re Goin’ Down - again.

Collette Thomas (one of the Goin’ Down Ladies)

Coming soon to ASPEN MOUNTAIN PRESS

The Goin' Down Ladies are at it again with four more stories that take place inside a stalled elevator, demonstrating all the possibilities of what can happen when that elevator won't move.

COMING SOON AT FORBIDDEN PUBLICATIONS  - DATE OF RELEASE TO BE ANNOUNCED

Title: APPETITE FOR LUST
Author: Collette Thomas
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Heat level: HOT!  HOT!  HOT!

 Okay what do two Master Chefs have in common besides culinary talents.  Find out in my latest story Appetite for Lust.  You’ll never look at a frying pan the same again.

             The melodic ring of the doorbell broke through strains of Michael Bolton’s “When a Man Loves a Woman.” Sebastian walked over and slowly opened the door. She stood there, holding a filled basket of gourmet goodies.  The tailored black leather jacket he knew was pricey even for a Master Chef’s earnings, the real thing and not sold in adult video stores just for effect.  She wore sexy stiletto heeled boots that made her several inches taller than her five foot three height.  Despite the spikes, she still had to look up at him, her eyes unflinching.  Sebastian sensed an underlying vulnerability that reminded him how well he had once known this woman.  Or thought he knew her. A lump formed inside his throat, making him swallow hard.

            Her delicate features let him recall the gentle feel of her succulent body next to him, how he somehow always needed to feel protectiveness toward her, needing to shield her from the harsh world.  He had regarded the act of letting her go as an act of caring, shielding her from disappointment down the line.  Yet, the thought of scolding her now, letting her know who was boss, and the idea of her having to surrender totally to him made him hot.  He felt his cock growing hard beneath his jeans.

He noticed she wore a black leather mini skirt that barely covered her small well-shaped butt, and if she bent just slightly over would expose her pussy.   It made him wonder if she wore panties, he guessed she hadn’t.

Because the white shirt revealed she wore nothing beneath.  He suddenly remembered those perky breasts, the warm rosy nipples that he loved to suck, how they could respond becoming hard against his tongue. Yeah, it was all coming back.  And the thought of her again in his bed made him want to come inside her now. 

Her hair was pulled up into a sassy dark ponytail, giving her a youthful appearance.  Long soft bangs framed the delicate features of her face.  Her eyes so large, the thick lush lashes gave them a natural come hither look.

He liked what he saw.  He always liked what he saw with Clarissa Casale. Suddenly, he knew somewhere inside him she had never left.  The touch of her, the smell of her, the fact that she could have multiple orgasms, and give him head in a way no other woman could give it.  It was the only kinky thing she agreed to do for him and never backed away from doing, as if she could not get enough. How he had ever let her go that first time had always been a question at the back of his mind. Pride probably. Stupid pride had prevented him from getting her back, had put a stop to what they could have been enjoying together all these years.      He knew enough now not to let his pride get in the way of what they were about to embark upon;  sex for sex sake.

            They would capture the pleasure and contain it within the act of sheer lust. He knew they both would have an appetite for it. Each would meet the other’s pure physical need, because they were now more than willing to explore, experiment, entertain until they played this game out to the end.

Master Chefs cook up more than a storm in their kitchens!

Genre: Contemporary/Romance

Heat Index: Erotic/Carnal

Book Length: Category

Cover Artist: DJ Alling                               

Editor: Rene Walden-Wilson

HOT SEX WITH A STRANGER: A CASE OF MISTAKEN IDENTITY

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by Collette Thomas  

At the request of his grandfather, Jonathan Wetherall III agrees to meet his childhood nemesis, Adrienne Bennett, for fun and relaxation. He arrives at the airport expecting a redheaded blue-eyed pain in the neck, instead he finds an attractive woman with brown eyes doing a bad job of impersonating her roommate. Determined to show her a thing or two, Jonathan pretends to be a stranger.

While waiting to meet the nerdy Jonathan Wetherall III, Myrna Dunbar realizing Wetherall has stood her up, instead meets tall handsome cowboy Flynt Adams, a man who has existed only in her most intimate fantasies. With her no holds bar roommate gone for the next two weeks, Myrna assumes the identity and name of Adrienne Bennett and not only discovers that dark shadow part of herself, but lives out all of her darkest fantasies.

Excerpt:

Maybe she should have taken that stranger up on his offer, she thought. Then she wouldn’t be feeling so awkward sitting there now. Besides, accepting the man’s offer was something Adrienne probably would have had no qualms about. She glanced over at the tall blond. Suddenly for the first time in a long time, she was tempted to live as recklessly as her roommate. Throw all caution to the wind. Not dwell on ramifications, or consequences, or anything that would have her rethinking her decision, especially now that she suddenly didn’t want to be rethinking any decision. Like Adrienne, she wanted to follow her own impulses, do whatever and go wherever those impulses might lead.

When a buxom waitress appeared at her table to take her order, Myrna waved her away, figuring she would not be there long enough. But when a half-hour passed, then almost an hour and that same waitress returned, Myrna, mortified by the knowing look on the woman’s face, ended up ordering a glass of Chablis. She drank half of its contents as soon as it was delivered. Then with deliberate nonchalance, she ventured a look at the renegade biker cowboy. He caught her glance and tipped his hat back on his forehead. Taking this as some kind of a cue, he strolled over to her table. “So what plane is your friend coming in on?”

“The one from Albuquerque. With all this tightened security, maybe his plane was delayed.”

“Hmmm, I just flew from there myself on my own plane. But I did hear some of the other flights had gotten delayed because of stormy weather."

“Oh? Well, maybe that’s why he’s not here yet.” The expected disappointed did not follow.

“My offer still holds.” He glanced down at what she was drinking. “Looks like your glass could use refilling.”

Suddenly feeling more reckless by the minute, Myrna gave him a long contemplative look. What could it hurt? The airport was crawling with security guards, and despite his rough and ready appearance, she couldn’t say why, but the man appeared a little lost himself. She had a sixth sense about some people, and she felt there was more to this man offering to spend time with her than met the eye.

“You know, Mr. Albuquerque, that might be the best offer I’m going to get today.” She flashed a wide smile.

“I know what you mean, Red. There’s nothing worse than sitting alone in an airport. Oh, by the way. The name is Adams. Flynt Adams.” He extended a hand to her.

She grasped his hand and immediately liked the firmness. “Mine’s Adrienne. Adrienne Bennett.” Why on earth she gave him Adrienne’s name, she couldn’t say. It simply seemed like the natural thing to do, at least in this instance. She thought she detected a funny look come into his ice blue eyes, but the die had been cast. For the moment at least, she had become I’ll-try-anything-once Adrienne Bennett, and no longer plain old safe-and-sorry Myrna Dunbar. Strangely enough it suddenly felt good to be playing the part.  It was as if she had taken of a pair of shcakles that she had been carrying far too long. She knew she could play the part, and play it well.  She also knew she would probably never see this man again after she left the airport lounge.  So why not pretend? Why not pretend for just one evening to be someone else--live and enjoy that someone else's life.Live someone else's thought that she would never be held accountable...for for any of her acts.

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