Aleksandr Voinov
Riptide Publishing
PO Box 6652
Hillsborough, NJ 08844
http://www.riptidepublishing.com
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the authors’ imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
Quid Pro Quo (Market Garden, #1)
Copyright © 2013 by L.A. Witt and Aleksandr Voinov
Cover Art by Jordan Taylor , http://bit.ly/uGAHFK
Editors: JoSelle Vanderhooft and Rachel Haimowitz
Layout: L.C. Cha se, www.lcchase.com/design.htm
All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without the written permission of the publisher, and where permitted by law. Reviewers may quote brief passages in a review. To request permission and all other inquiries, contact Riptide Publishing at the mailing address above, a t Riptidepublishing.com, o r at
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ISBN: 978-1-937551-89-6
First edition
January, 2013
Also available in paperback:
ISBN: 978-1-937551-90-2
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About 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 it gives him 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.
To Lori, who rocks so hard. —Aleks
To Aleks, who challenges me to be a better writer. —Lori
east or famine in this place, isn’t it?” Tristan sighed
“F 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.
Jared wasn’t quite so comfortable. It was hard to
Riptide Publishing
PO Box 6652
Hillsborough, NJ 08844
http://www.riptidepublishing.com
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the authors’ imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
Quid Pro Quo (Market Garden, #1)
Copyright © 2013 by L.A. Witt and Aleksandr Voinov
Cover Art by Jordan Taylor , http://bit.ly/uGAHFK
Editors: JoSelle Vanderhooft and Rachel Haimowitz
Layout: L.C. Cha se, www.lcchase.com/design.htm
All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without the written permission of the publisher, and where permitted by law. Reviewers may quote brief passages in a review. To request permission and all other inquiries, contact Riptide Publishing at the mailing address above, a t Riptidepublishing.com, o r at
[email protected].
ISBN: 978-1-937551-89-6
First edition
January, 2013
Also available in paperback:
ISBN: 978-1-937551-90-2
ABOUT THE E-BOOK YOU HAVE PURCHASED:
We thank you kindly for purchasing this title. Your non-refundable purchase legally allows you to replicate this file for your own personal reading only, on your own personal computer or device. Unlike paperback books, sharing ebooks is the same as stealing them. Please do not violate the author’s copyright and harm their livelihood by sharing or distributing this book, in part or whole, for fee or free, without the prior written permission of both the publisher and the copyright owner. We love that you love to share the things you love, but sharing ebooks—
whether with joyous or malicious intent—steals royalties from authors’ pockets and makes it difficult, if not impossible, for them to be able to afford to keep writing the stories you love. Piracy has sent more than one beloved series the way of the dodo. We appreciate your honesty and support.
About 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 it gives him 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.
To Lori, who rocks so hard. —Aleks
To Aleks, who challenges me to be a better writer. —Lori
east or famine in this place, isn’t it?” Tristan sighed
“F 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.
Jared wasn’t quite so comfortable. It was hard to
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