Bound by Christmas

Chapter Twenty-Five: Soon

I held the rifle closer to my chest, breathing heavily, as I hid behind an old, salvaged car. I was going to kill Sebastián. I couldn't believe he would dare to hurt me.

Asshole! Dickhead! Fucker!

I was going to make him suffer. He would feel all the pain he'd caused me.

Cautiously, I crouched down lower and crawled around the car's bumper. Gathering my rifle, I straightened up as I spotted Sebastián near the rundown building. I aimed my gun, held my breath, and fired off a couple of shots. I smiled at the bright red stain on his arm, and then I quickly ducked for cover.

"Is that all you got, Jenna?" Sebastián yelled, smiling like a lunatic.

Who smiled after getting shot? Sebastián was a freak of nature. There was no other explanation.

"Come out, come out, wherever you are," he taunted. "You can do better than that."

I heard his footsteps getting closer and panicked. Searching for a better place to hide, I ran toward a tower of steel drums but I was too late. I felt Sebastián approaching me and the sting of the ammo as it hit my back. Turning to face him, I tried to fire off more shots. Watching Sebastián aim right at my chest, I froze in horror as a splash of bright yellow painted my breasts.

"That's five shots, Jenna. I won," he gloated.

Dropping my rifle, I stomped toward him and smacked his arm. "I can't believe you shot me."

"Hey, you're the one who wanted to come paintball shooting. I warned you I'm very competitive. I even gave you five shots to level the playing field."

"Whatever," I rolled my eyes, staring at my coveralls with disgust. "Let's go change."

Then, I marched off the field and Sebastián followed behind me. After we cleaned up, we made our way to Sebastián's car.

"Jenna, don't be mad at me," he pleaded as he opened the passenger door for me.

"Give me a moment, Sebastián. I'm a bit of a sore loser," I admitted, taking a seat in the car.

I watched Sebastián huff out a breath, close my door, and walk to the driver's seat. Silently, he turned on the car and drove us to my apartment.

Once he was parked outside my building, I turned to thank him. "Well, that was fun," I said. "But, next time I won't take it so easy on you."

"Right," he smiled. "I'll make sure to be ready to have my ass handed to me."

"Good," I nodded and exited the car.

Sebastián ran after me and grabbed my hand. "Jenna, don't forget, we have couch time scheduled today."

"I know," I squeezed his hand and we walked to my apartment.

When we made it inside my living room, we sat side-by-side on the sofa. Sebastián wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me closer. So, I snuggled into him and relaxed.

"How are you feeling about us?" he asked. "Are you happy?"

"Very! Are you happy?"

"I've never been happier. Are there any conditions you'd like to change?"

"Nothing I can think of at the moment. What about you?"

"Umm, well," he cleared his throat and held me tighter. "I do have a request I'd like to make."

Straightening up, I studied his face. "What is it, Sebastián?"

"I'm flying to Miami next week to start filming."

"Yes, I know," I nodded.

"Jenna, I'll be gone for over a month before I'll have time to fly back to LA. I don't want to be away from you for that long."

"What are you suggesting?"

"I'd like to fly you out for a weekend...or two."

"Really?" I breathed with hope.

"You have a lot of vacation hours saved at work. I think it could be manageable," he paused and took a deep breath. "I'd actually like to make it a condition in our relationship."

"A condition?" I questioned.

"Yes, I don't want to be apart from you for more than two weeks at a time. Let's make sure we see each other for at least a weekend when I have to fly out of LA for work."

"I can try to make it work, Sebastián. But, if you're filming out of the country..."

"Don't worry about that, Jenna," he interrupted. "If I ever accept a filming project out of the country, I'll make sure to adjust my schedule so I won't be away from you for more than two weeks at a time."

"You would do that for me?"

"There isn't much I wouldn't do for you, Jenna."

At that, I smiled and swung my leg around his waist, positioning myself on his lap. Then, I leaned in and pressed my lips to his. Sebastián's hand gripped my head and pulled me closer, his tongue demanding entrance into my mouth. As I opened for him, our kiss escalated quickly. My body was tingling with arousal so I started to dry hump him, rubbing myself against his erection.

"Jenna, please," he breathed against my lips.

"Not yet," I whispered, as my lips started to trace his jaw and neck, my bottom still grinding on his hardness.

"I don't know how much longer I can last," he confessed. "I ache for you, baby. It's killing me."

Sebastián was always so respectful when it came to my condition to not have sex. If he was complaining, I knew it had to be because he was at the end of his rope. We'd been dating for over three months and we'd only had heavy make out sessions. Kissing and dry humping was the furthest I'd allowed things to go.

"I'm blue da ba dee," I sang, imagining how badly his balls had to be aching. We hadn't had sex in over seven months, which he'd admitted was the longest he's abstained since losing his virginity.

"Do you tease me?" he gasped, mockingly, as he started to tickle my sides.

I burst into laughter and tried to slide off his lap, but he wouldn't let me. "Okay, okay," I screeched. "I'm sorry."

"Jenna, I want to be patient with you...but, do you have a timeframe for me?"

I took a moment to consider things as I stared into his eyes. Brimming with promises, his face begged me to tell him the wait was over. I wanted to end our torture too, but it was hard to overcome my fears. It was going to take a lot of strength to allow myself to be vulnerable to him again.

Taking in a deep breath, I gathered some courage and nodded. "Soon," I promised.

And so, I started to plan a little surprise for him in Miami.