Market Garden Series: Quid Pro Quo

Quid Pro Quo

Quid Pro Quo

For the past six months, Jared’s been selling sex at Market Garden, a London club that caters to the better off. But business is slow in the run-up to Christmas, when businessmen and bankers are too busy bickering over bonuses to rent themselves a little high-class action.

Though Jared’s wallet finds the downtime unnerving, the rest of him rather enjoys the opportunity to admire Tristan, an old hand in the club whose reputation usually sees him well-booked. Jared has been crushing on Tristan for months-he’s no more immune to Tristan’s cockiness and confidence than the johns, and those are just Tristan’s inner qualities.

Just as Jared’s about to chat Tristan up, a businessman asks for something a little different: he wants to book them both. They agree-and Jared finds himself going from crush to mind-bending lust as he’s made the pawn in a sexual power game. Tristan shows him how a pro handles a john while delivering the top-shelf sex for which the Market Garden is so rightly renowned.

First thing I want to say about this book is… wow. Just… wow. It was honestly one of the hottest things I’ve read in a really long time. I had read reviews where people had said that this book was basically one really long sex scene, but I thought maybe they were exaggerating a little. I mean, even if it is a short story, you can’t extend a sex scene for the whole duration of it. Right?

Wrong. It was exactly that. A really long, uber-hot sex scene. The set up is that Tristan and Jared are rent boys who cater to wealthy guys looking for some action. The Market Garden, where the guys work, it essentially a high class brothel and it caters to all sorts of tastes. Whatever you want, these guys have got it. Jared is a newbie, and Tristan’s been doing this for so long that it’s old hat. However, irrespective of  their experience, both of the boys are bored out of their minds. It’s Christmas season and the Market Garden is dead. Neither of them have gotten any business in three weeks, and Jared is getting worried that he may not be able to make this month’s rent. The story is told from Jared’s perspective, so we can tell that although he’s feeling the pinch, he’s not really as worried as he’d normally be. And that is all thanks to the fine piece of something that is Tristan. Here’s a quick description of Tristan lounging about in the opening scene:

“Feast or famine in this place, isn’t it?” Tristan sighed heavily. He wore his boredom as if he wondered how dare the universe not entertain him, and lounged as much as anyone could on a barstool. He was like a cat in that respect. He could stretch and bend to get comfortable-at least, Jared assumed he was comfortable-anywhere he damn well pleased. Right now, his arm seemed like the only solid piece of his body, his elbow on the bar and his hand against his face, holding up his head as the rest of him poured over the edge of the bar, onto the seat, and down the stool leg to where the toe of his boot touched the floor. 

How good is this description? When you read it, you can just picture this guy being all hot and bored and stuff. Hot as their boredom is though, it doesn’t last long. Because in walks a ridiculously loaded john, mostly refered to as “Rolex”, and he wants them both. After a little negotiating, the boys agree to go with him, and then things start to heat up. See, Rolex isn’t interested in actively participating in any of the kinky happenings. He just wants to watch.

I think that the only possible way this book could have been any hotter would have been for us to have gotten something from Tristan’s perspective. Other than that? Sheer kinky perfection. Just bear in mind when you read this book that there is next to nothing in terms of story line. You know Jared and Tristan are prostitutes, you know Rolex has lots of money to spend, and that’s it. Maybe we’ll learn more about the Market Garden and the gents who work there later in the series, but you don’t learn much about them in Quid Pro Quo. So don’t go looking for some detailed story. It’s not there. But if you’re looking for a little something to keep you warm (it’s bloody cold in Pretoria right now), then you should definitely give this book a try. You will not regret it!


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