"Fuck no," Lena repeated, scrambling backward off the bed, wiping his cum from her face with the back of her hand. "You think I'm going to be your exclusive little plaything for sixty days?"

Alex sat up, confused. "That's not it."

"That's exactly what you're saying!" She grabbed her clothes from the floor. "Sixty days of me being only yours, and then what? You disappear to another country and I'm supposed to just accept that? It's always about control with you!" She pulled on her skirt ...