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I march toward Dino, then thrust the papers on the desk. "One page—it’ll say,Dino is my toy for the summer and I’ll do whatever I please to him."
"Think again, mob boss." Dino licks his sucker again. "A lawyerdidvet every word in our contract. I refuse to enter into any kind of arrangement with you without your signature."
I roll my eyes. "If you don't want a spanking, Little one, you’d better knock this off right now."
Dino flips to a page in the middle. "Spanking is on page fifty-five. You’re not to spank me unless you praise mefirst. Otherwise, it’s a violation of my consent and I’ll have to report you to my attorney."
I sigh as I collapse in a chair across from Dino’s bed.
What did I get myself into?
I can only see this ending in flames for me.
Still, when my eyes tick up and lock on Dino’s ripe body, so lively and ready for the picking, I realize that I can’t resist him even if I want to.
No red-blooded man would be able to turn Dino away.
"Come here, Dino."
I tap my knee.
This naughty devil’s getting a spanking—contract or not.
Dino sets the papers down. "Nah."
"I won’t ask you again."
Dino’s cheeks flush pink. I make a mental note that he responds well to authority.
Maybe he acts out to provoke me into taking control. That’s a possibility I hadn’t considered, but I can’t deny that I like it. Oh Lord, yes I do.
I wonder what Dino’s past is like. It’s a shame I’ve never taken the time to learn. Maybe he had issues with his father and that’s why he’s so crazy around me.
"I drafted this agreement in case something like this happened. You’re not to spank me without signing," Dino says.
"You can’t be serious."
"I am. Deadly so."
With a groan, I make a grabby motion with my right hand. "Give me the papers."
Dino picks up the papers, then tiptoes beside me and thrusts them on my lap.
He sits down to my left, crossing his legs and licking his sucker as he looks at me with wide eyes. "I’ll wait."
I flip through the monstrous stack of dead trees. "You could’ve sent this to my iPad. You’d have saved like ten trees."
"The trees would want us to practice consensual sex."
My eyes roll to the whites, but I have to give it to Dino, he’s quick on his feet.
Flipping through the papers absentmindedly, I contemplate sending Dino’s drafted agreement to my Mafia attorney to check it out.
Rule number one of being a Don: Never sign anything without sending it to your lawyer first.
I got what I assumed was a speeding ticket on my way back from Florence where I laid eyes on a very disappointingDavid.
(Any ancient Roman statue dug up in some dilapidated villa is ten times hotter.)
