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Monday, August 12, 2013

Getting Personal With Author Ashe Barker



This week we’re Getting Personal with Author Ashe Barker. She stopped by to chat about writing & life, tell us about her new BDSM series The Dark Side and leave a sizzling hot excerpt of Book 1 “Darkening”

About Ashe Barker:

In 2010 I escaped the public sector in the UK, and started to write. Now I count myself among the lucky few who do what they love doing and manage to make a living out of it.

The Dark Side trilogy was the first completed piece, to be released from July 2013 by those lovely people at Total-e-Bound. This was followed by another tie-in trilogy, Sure Mastery, also in the Total-e-Bound pipeline.

I like to write about people, relationships, and the general cock-up and mayhem that is most of our lives. I often write about places I’ve known, and have a particular fondness for setting stories in the north of England where I live. But my tales of love, challenge, resilience and compassion are the conjurings of my own imagination. With a hefty dose of kink to keep it interesting. We all need to have a hobby. And the hotter the better.

I love to craft strong, sexy, enigmatic and dominant men who know their way around a woman’s body. And bright, sassy, self-reliant women to give them a hard time – in every sense of the word. I’ve loved reading erotic fiction for many years – historical, contemporary, fantasy, romance. Now I’m lucky enough to realize my dreams of writing my own stories. I hope others enjoy them as much as I do.

When I’m not writing my time is divided between my role as resident taxi-driver for my teenage daughter, best friend and wife to my lovely, long-suffering and sometimes bemused husband, and caring for a menagerie of dogs, cats, rabbits, tortoises. And Colin the hamster.

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Let's get personal with Ashe Barker....

What’s the best part of being a writer?
I love working from home, being my own boss, in charge of my own time. I do other things apart from writing, but this is my main occupation these days. It still feels like an absolute indulgence to be able to spend all day imagining sexy stories and writing them down. And of course the associated research …

What’s the most challenging part of being a writer?
Writing the first words. For me, once it starts, the flow quickly gathers its own momentum and then I find it hard to stop. But getting the right opening line is essential, and until I’ve got that I can’t squeeze anything else out. I collect ‘Famous First Words’, my favourite openers from books. I’ve yet to find one to beat Jane Austen’s start to Pride and Prejudice but I guess we’d all have our own favorites.

What is your writing process?
I do a loose outline, and then find it a bit unnerving when I look back at it afterwards an realize how far I strayed. Still, it gets me started. Once I’m in, the characters sort of take it all over. I often sit down intending to write one passage or scene, and find myself doing something entirely different because one of my characters suddenly did or said something unplanned. And those bits are often the best.

I do try to write every day, even if only a little. On a good day I can do 3000 – 4000 words. I always write during the day when I have the house to myself. I find interruptions really, really wreck things so I try to make sure I’m done by the time the family come back.

Where do you write?
I have an office at home separate from the rest of the house, but I often write at the kitchen table. Nice and cool in summer, and I have my dogs for company.

What’s the best piece of advice you’ve ever gotten?
Someone once asked me to imagine a time, 60 years or so from now, when I’m long dead and my daughter (now 15) is an elderly lady herself, talking to her grandchildren about me. What will she be telling them about me? What do I want her to be saying? And what should I be doing now to make sure the obituaries I get are the ones I most wanted? Don’t leave it till later. What you do now, here, today is what forms those stories in sixty years’ time.

What are you working on now?
I’m currently about half way through the third tie-in story to go with The Dark Side and Sure Mastery.

What are your most current and releases and what are they about?
The Dark Side is a trilogy charting the turbulent relationship between Nathan Darke, a Dom with a fondness for bookish librarian types, and Eva Byrne, academically brilliant but emotionally naïve. Nathan wants Eva, and draws her into his dark lifestyle. But Eva has her own reasons for surrendering to him, and as Nathan peels away the layers he finds there’s much more to his latest submissive than meets the eye.

How did you come up with the title?
It’s a play on words, uses the name of the main male character. And seemed sort of suitable for the theme. The next trilogy in the series does the same thing, it’s called Sure Mastery, and the hero is Tom Shore.

What’s your ‘guilty pleasure’?
I love watching The Apprentice (UK version), and TV talent shows.

Favorite food?
A really good curry. I live in Bradford, curry capital of the UK so there’s lots of choice here.

Favorite book?
Jude The Obscure, by Thomas Hardy

Do you have any pets (type(s) and name(s))?
·         Two dogs, Westies, called Ethel and Saffy
·         A cat, called Leo
·         Two tortoises called Teefer and Natalie (my daughter named Natalie – no idea why she chose that name)
·         Three rabbits called Grey Rabbit, White rabbit, and Black Rabbit We ran out of names for rabbits.


And now, Darlings, I suggest you pour yourself a cool drink before diving into this HOT HOT HOT excerpt from “Darkening” by Ashe Barker:


I feel the hard table beneath my shoulder blades as I writhe under his skilled lips, his expert tongue and teeth, desperate for more. And he knows what he is about—he knows what I need and he has more for me. Opening his mouth wider, he takes more of my breast in and sucks hard, first one side then the other. He slides his free hand, palm up, between my shoulders and the table to raise me up, giving him easier access with his mouth, his tongue, his teeth. Gently grazing my now helplessly sensitised nipples with his teeth, he suckles me relentlessly, nipping slightly harder, just enough to hurt, maybe—I’m not sure where pain ends and pleasure begins now. What does it matter, anyway? He can do whatever he wants to me as long as he doesn’t stop.

He is no longer holding my wrists—he has no need to because I’m lying boneless under him, spread across his kitchen table, pleading wordlessly for…for what? More? Less? The ecstatic pleasure tinged with a hint of pain is so intense now that I can only moan, ride the waves of sensation pulsing from my breasts out through my fingers and toes, each wave bigger, heavier, more compelling than the one before until I am writhing with need.

“I can’t. Please, it’s too much…” Is that me? Or someone else whimpering nearby?

“Yes, you can, you are. Don’t fight it, sweetheart, come for me. Now. Come now.” His words—insistent, soft and low, seductive—are breathed into my ear before he returns to my breasts, nibbling and sucking mercilessly, building the tension, increasing the sensations coursing through every part of me, winding me tighter and tighter until I burst, screaming out loud as fireworks explode in my head, my groin, everywhere as the earth shifts beneath me. My inner core clenches violently, the wetness surely flooding across the table. I feel I am falling, floating as the tension is released and I hear myself moan in delighted satisfaction, drifting back down towards reality.

Me, the girl who can’t bear to be touched. Somehow—God only knows how it happened—I have just spent the last ten minutes spread out half naked on Nathan Darke’s kitchen table, his hands and mouth all over me until I totally lost control, and he watched me thrashing about in the throes of my very first orgasm, right in front of him. Christ! How wonderful, how intimate. How unlike me. And he’s achieved all this without so much as a button of his coming undone.

Raising his head to look into my eyes, which I’m sure must be still glazed from the enormity of what has just happened to me, he smiles tenderly, if that’s possible. He drops a light kiss on my lips, then stands and, still holding my gaze, he lifts the hem of my miniskirt to slide his left hand underneath, bracing his right hand flat on the table beside my head as he leans over me, his face inches from mine. He might be intending to kiss me again. Please.

Instead, after tugging down my opaque tights and briefs, he slides his fingers between my dripping folds to touch me, gently parting my lips and running his fingertips around the entrance to my vagina. It never occurs to me to protest. I think I might melt.

“Ah, honey, you are so wet, so ready for me,” he whispers, his eyes never leaving mine as he slips first one finger, then two inside me. I gasp and tilt my hips forward, parting my thighs instinctively to let him in. I can’t believe I’m doing this, that I’m letting him touch me like this.

“I want to fuck you. You know that, don’t you?” I can’t think of any sensible response to that apart from spreading my legs farther, but he apparently, incredibly, wants to talk! “Don’t you?” he repeats, sliding his fingers inside me to stretch and stroke the walls of my vagina. “Answer me, Miss Byrne.”

“Yes,” I manage to whisper, closing my eyes to savour the intense pleasure he is rekindling, the delicious helplessness as my body responds again, more powerfully still, to this even more intense stimulation.

“Look at me when I’m talking to you, Miss Byrne.” His voice is still quiet, but an edge of firmness has crept in too. He slides his wonderful, clever fingers out of my vagina, right out until only the tips are still there, gently circling my entrance, so lightly that I can hardly feel him anymore, before he plunges them back inside me, hard and fast. “Do I have your attention, Miss Byrne?” he asks softly as I jerk under him.

“Yes,” I whisper again, opening my eyes obediently. “What are you doing?”
“Am I hurting you?” His tone is low, gentle, the words whispered into my ear.

“No. No, that feels fabulous…”

“Mmmm, I think so too, Miss Byrne. You’re so hot and wet and tight, and I want to put my cock inside you, here…” A further deep and fast thrust with his fingers, to make sure I get his point. I do. I definitely do. “Deep and hard and fast, until you scream. I like it that you scream when I make you come. I want to fuck you until you can’t stand. With your permission, of course. Is that okay with you, Miss Byrne?”

God, yes, absolutely…
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Like what you’ve read so far? Order “Darkening,” the first book in The Dark Side trilogy today from Total-E-Bound. The second book, “Darker,” is on general release from 13 September, and the third book, “Darkest,” goes on general release on 18 October.

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