Erotic Author Spotlight Series: Faith Ashlin

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We welcome Faith Ashlin into the erotic author spotlight this week and three arousing excerpts from her delectable erotic writings. Enjoy learning more about the lady behind the books and discovering her talents for turning you on through the power of the written word.

If you’d like to read about other erotic authors you can find the Erotic Author Spotlight Series here. Erotic author and interested in your own free feature post at Cara Sutra? Find the call for submissions page here.

I run a similar free promotional offer for sex bloggers and sex toy reviewers. You can find the Sex Blogger Spotlight Series page here, and the call for submissions (the Q&A and other info to send me) here.

Email me at [email protected] with your info – whether author or blogger – and I will reply with your spotlight date. This will be the next available Monday for authors and the next available Thursday for bloggers.

– Cara Sutra

Biography

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Hi there, I’m Faith Ashlin and I’m truly delighted to be featured at Cara Sutra.

I’ve been writing seriously for about 14 years but I’ve been making up stories for as long as I can remember. As a little kid they were about families of talking rabbits and sheep. Later, I created complicated stories in which I married David Cassidy and we lived long, happy lives with our dozen children.

Or maybe it was Donny Osmond, I honestly can’t remember!

For a long time I felt odd because male/male has always been my choice to read. Even as a teenager, my fantasises were always about two gorgeous boys falling in love – usually with me being lucky enough to watch when it got steamy.

Although it took me a long time to find m/m fiction, when I did I devoured everything thing I could lay my hands on. Then I decided to try writing my own stories and I loved it. I loved being in control and making the characters act and think in whatever way I wanted them to.

I try to write the sort of books I’d like to read: sex with a plot! Growing up I hated those stories where it faded to black just as things got interesting. I want all the juicy details of the sex but I also want to care about the characters and what happens to them. I rather like a plot with a twist as well.

Find out more about me at my blog, follow on Twitter and friend on Facebook.

Erotic Writing

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My new book, A Slow Process of Understanding is on general release on 26th December, with Totally Bound.

Summary of A Slow Process of Understanding:

How does a world that accepts slavery affect both master and slave? Can two people build a new life for themselves with a start like theirs?

It’s a world like this one except for the all-powerful State that’s very firmly in control and the fact that slavery is legal. Jimmy had never really thought about it or the fight for freedom going on around him. He was too busy enjoying his privileged life as an actor on a sci-fi show.

But what is he meant to do when he’s forced to permanently bond to a slave he doesn’t want just because he made one silly, drunken mistake? Does it change who he is, what he is?

Trouble is, Jimmy isn’t sure who he was to start with. He’d never thought about it.

And what about his slave, Nate? Can a slave force Jimmy into learning something about himself?

Reader Advisory: This book contains a scene of rape and references to dubious consent.

Free Excerpt from A Slow Process of Understanding

Jimmy held onto Nate’s sleeves, so surprised with himself that he was saying this, when he’d just been offered everything he hadn’t even dared to hope for. “Do you just want an easy fuck before the end comes? A last bit of pleasure before all-out war? I can do that. I just have to know what it is.”

Nate’s face softened. “I can get easy anywhere. With you it’s not easy—you’re more complicated than any other fuck in the world. But I’m here and I’m asking you.”

“Good, that’s really good.” Jimmy nodded again. “But…?”

“What?”

“Does this mean something?”

“It does to me,” Nate said. “If you want time to work out what it means to you, then we can—”

“No, no,” Jimmy was quick to say. “I just need to know what’s going on in your head right now. Where I stand. What you think of me.”

“I…” Nate looked up at him and exhaled, hard and slow. “Everyone still says I should hate you. No, they just expect me to. Those that know I don’t feel like that still worry about me. But I’m not here to prove anything to them or myself. I’m here because…because I want to be where you are. Because you make me think. Because the thought of touching you, seeing you smile, warms my belly and gets me through the bad times. Because I want to do this again.” He reached up and brushed the hair from Jimmy’s eyes. “Because if this is the pause before the storm or even if it’s the end, there’s no one else I want to be with. Because… I want to,” he finished simply.

“That’s good enough for me,” Jimmy said. “There’s no one else I want to be with, either.”

“So?” Nate leaned forward, tipping his head back so their breath mingled.

“Fuck.” Jimmy’s laugh barked out of him along with the word. “I’m as nervous as a virgin. I want…”

“What? What do you want?”

“I want it to be different.”

“Oh it will be. Trust me.”

“But I want it to be epic and amazing and… I don’t know what to do or how to do it or…”

“Shut up.” Nate reached up, caught hold of Jimmy’s hair and pulled him down, kissing him.

Kissing Nate this time was nothing like any other occasion Jimmy had done it. No submission, no ‘letting’ Jimmy or moving into a position Jimmy wanted. This was the real Nate kissing the real Jimmy—strong, capable, knowing exactly what he wanted and going for it. Not trying to take control but giving every bit he took.

Equal for equal.

Jimmy had never had a kiss like it. He never wanted anything else.

“Sex now, please,” he said, when Nate let him go long enough to speak. “Now, now, now.”

“Okay.” Nate laughed as he eased Jimmy’s thick shirt off his shoulders and smoothed down his arms, before going for the T-shirt underneath.

Skin on skin.

Nate’s rough palms over his biceps. It felt different and perfect and everything Jimmy needed. Only Nate’s hands weren’t enough. He needed more, now. But Nate was kissing him again and it was hard to think when that happened, even harder to coordinate his hands to get some of Nate’s clothes off. Then Nate pulled Jimmy’s T-shirt over his head and the kiss had to break, just for a moment. He managed to find a way under Nate’s layers and started to lift them up, running his fingers over flesh that was so familiar it felt burned into his memory.

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Summary of Knights and Butterscotch

A story of modern-day knights, paint-splattered artists and a lightning bolt of attraction that hits hard enough to make a knight think he’s going crazy. And then things get complicated.

The year is now, the place is somewhere like here but the feeling is very different. Matti Elkin is a modern-day knight and, while he may not have a horse or a suit of shining armour, he’s brave and true, has a sense of duty and honour a mile wide and a passionate belief in his king.

There’s a war on and the knights are fighting hard, but while on R&R Matti is hit hard with an overwhelming attraction for Jamie, a tall, handsome painter.

Jamie makes his head spin and his cock harden, and has him acting in ways that make him question his own sanity. But when the war takes an appalling turn, they are both thrown into a world of confusion that has them questioning everything they thought they knew.

Free Excerpt from Knights and Butterscotch

“Come on where? You got somewhere we can go?” Jamie’s voice was as sex-laced as his eyes.

Matti hadn’t got round to that thought. He’d got stuck on the idea of getting Jamie naked and if that meant on the balcony, well… Well maybe that wasn’t such a brilliant plan. Maybe Jamie was thinking clearer than he was. Which was a disturbing idea. Matti really liked being in some kind of control, even if it was an illusion. “We need to go somewhere private.”

“I thought you already said that.” Jamie didn’t look very in control. “You have a room?”

“Yeah, I have a room.” Matti thought about all his friends still at Max’s pre-wedding party. Of the drunken state they’d be in later on. Of the way they’d barge into rooms without knocking or concern for locks or privacy. “Which we can’t use. You got somewhere?”

Jamie wrinkled his nose as he thought, the task obviously a tough one with his hand still up the back of Matti’s shirt. Then his face brightened. “Yeah. Yeah, I have somewhere.” He pulled his hand out and grabbed onto Matti’s biceps. Matti couldn’t help but flush at the strength in the grip. “We need to go there. Right now.”

Matti stopped. Was he going to do this? He didn’t do things like this, but thunderbolts couldn’t be ignored. Only… “We’re going to fuck, right? All night? I mean you can keep going all night?”

Jamie held him at arm’s length and studied him. “I might need some gaps in between the fucking. But the way I’m feeling right now I figure I can spend that time sucking your cock or licking you open again.”

“Me open? What about you?”

“Anyway you want it, any time. All the time.” Jamie’s grip tightened even more. “Right now would be good.”

“But…fuck it.” Matti grinned at Jamie, the best he could manage with all those images floating around in his mind. “Fuck control. It’s like butterscotch whip dessert.”

“What? No, forget it.” Jamie shook his head as soon as Matti began to move the way he was pulling. “Tell me later. Now we need to go fuck our brains out. Right?”

Matti looked at him. Not his type, not his way of doing things. So far from his normal behaviour, his comfort zone, that he couldn’t even see it in the rear-view mirror. But he figured the only way to deal with a thunderbolt was to let it run its course. “You are so on. Lead the way.”

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Summary of What You See

What you see isn’t always what you get.

When ex-freedom fighter Richard buys a slave’s freedom, he has a deal to offer. Being more inexperienced than he appears, he needs someone to teach him a few things. Sex for money and help is what he’s proposing. Denny can always say no.

Denny agrees, and as they settle into their new life, they learn things about themselves and each other, as well as the nature of freedom and love.

But when are things ever that easy? Their world is suddenly shattered by a ghost from Richard’s past. That’s when Denny takes control, shows what he’s made of and fulfils a need Richard didn’t even know he had. It turns out neither are what they appear to be.

Reader Advisory: This book contains reference to rape, murder, suicide & torture but not graphically described.

Free Excerpt from What You See

Richard pressed him onto the bed, hand gentle on his chest, mouth still ghosting over his lips as he pushed and arranged limbs to his own design. Then Richard touched him in a way he never had before, exploring every millimeter of skin, stroking, tasting, mapping every muscle, every plane and ridge, every hair follicle and pore from the very top of his head to the soles of Denny’s feet and back again.

Touched Denny in the same way Denny had done to him, right back at the beginning. Richard had never been able to copy it before, but now Denny could feel the love that infused every touch, every taste.

All this from the man who had found it so difficult to touch.

Carefully placed kisses that drove Denny slowly, deliberately crazy. Crazy not from lust or sex or the physical reaction, although, if he had been thinking straight, he’d have to admit that was pretty spectacular. No, it was the way Richard did it, hands smooth and gliding, brow creased in concentration, like he had to do this properly. Had to get it right.

The way every brush of fingertip or tongue was filled with so much love that Denny wanted to melt under it.

“Ritchie?” Denny breathed, trying to twist his head around so he could see over his shoulder.

“Shh.” Richard placed a kiss to the small of Denny’s back, hands sliding down over his hips. “I want to know you, all of you. I want to show you, want you to know.”

“Know what?” Denny arched, back taut as a bow string when Richard’s tongue ran down the length of his spine.

“What you mean to me.” Richard pressed his face to the top of one rounded cheek, his palms spread wide, high over Denny’s shoulder blades, thumbs pushing into the tight cords of his neck, sliding down. “What you’ve done for me.” Hot breath on hard muscle, teeth nipping sharply on his hip. Hands curled over his sides, fingers firm. “How much I appreciate it.” Hands pulled him open. “And how much I love you.” Opening him, licking and lapping down the gap, lips pressed firmly against him, tongue pushing in.

“Ritchie.” Denny couldn’t stop himself from rearing up, grabbing at the wooden spindles of the headboard, voice a desperate, breathy roar.

“Shh.” Richard breathed the sound into him, hands rubbing and stroking between Denny’s legs, over, under and around his balls. “I want this, need it.”

The intent behind those words made Denny’s belly clench tighter than any touch ever would.

Lastly, I would just like to give you the link to download my Free Read from Totally Bound!

My Unintended

Noah and Greg are teachers and have been living together for a while. They’re content in their lives and with each other. Or at least they think so. Then Noah is forced to consider his dreams for the future when his parents change their wills. He’s told the family house will be left to his sister rather than him, as she has children. But does he want a wife and traditional family?

Instead of talking to Greg, as he knows he should, he runs back home. His grandmother takes him in hand and tells him a story about her own loves back before she was married.

It makes Noah think about what he really wants.

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Many thanks,

Faith

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