Book Review: MONTEGO LAY by Helen Hardt

Montego Lay is the first book I've read by writer, Helen Hardt, but it won't be the last.

From the first page, you're drawn into a sultry Jamaican paradise and seduced along with Lisa, by Ace, the more-than-sexy instructor at Pleasure Cove.

Helen's writing is smooth and her characters well-developed. The story is captivating and the sex steamy! What more could you want?

I highly recommend.

Here is a blurb:

Vacationing at a Montego Bay nude resort, Lisa Brooks finds herself volunteering in a bondage demonstration on the beach. She’d like to continue the instructions with the Jamaican native, but the gorgeous resort employee has other duties to perform. Though disappointed, Lisa accompanies a friend to an erotic casino night where the chips are free and redeemable for sex. A night for a mysterious encounter? If only she could buy the island hottie she really wants.





Excerpt:


Ace fingered white rope that looked like her mother’s clothesline. The idea of being bound by rope frightened her. Scarves. Scarves were soft, silky, and sexy. Wouldn’t they work better?

“Um...Ace?”

“Yes, sweet?”

“C-could you use scarves for the demonstration? I think I’d be more comfortable.”

“Ah, such a novice.” He smiled again, and her skin tingled. Damn, he was gorgeous. “Scarves aren’t safe, love. They’re difficult to untie once they’re knotted, and they can cut off circulation quite easily.”

Lisa’s cheeks warmed. Novice? Hell, she was a complete child when it came to this stuff.

“But don’t be scared, sweet,” Ace said. “I know what I’m doin’.”

“Uh...okay.”

“Anyone in the lifestyle will tell you the master takes full responsibility for his submissive’s safety. A good master knows to watch for circulation or breathin’ problems, signs of hyperventilation, and the like.”

“Really.” Lisa shook her head. “I had no idea.”

He chuckled. “That’s becoming clear. But no worries, sweet. I won’t harm you.” He held up the white rope. “Nylon is the best rope to use for bondage. It’s strong, it unties easily, and it’s generally comfortable.”

An image of her mother tying her father in clothesline shot into Lisa’s head, and she stifled a laugh.

“Did I say something funny?” Ace asked.

“No, no. It’s just...that looks like my mom’s old clothesline.”

His white teeth glimmered. “Not clothesline, sweet. That’d be cotton, which isn’t good rope for bondage. It retains too much moisture.”

“Why would that be a problem?”

“Germs, sweet.”

The crowd “mmmhmm’d” in a din, and Lisa felt like an idiot. Clearly, there was a lot she didn’t know about bondage.


Find out more about Helen here. Montego Lay is available at The Wilder Rose Press.