The Dancing Torera

12

Esteban

My mother and her abuela leave her alone to change and go for tea in the garden. I tiptoe into my mother's room and knock.

"Who is it?" she sings.

"Esteban" I answer in a sultry tone.

"Go away!" she snaps.

"Come on. I just saved your life!"

" I wouldn't need saving if not for you" She curses, opening the door ajar.

"Lo siento el novia, I was only messing around" I smile charmingly.

Anais

I carefully inspected his body. He had wrapped a white towel around his toned torso, smelling fresh from his shower. The outline of his muscles were more than visible.

Maybe it was his smile?
Or his charm?
Maybe it was my lustfull desires breaking free.
Or the way his lips turned when he bit them.
I don't know why...but I let him in.

I go to the mirror and shake dry my hair. He leaned against the wardrobe, observing me lustfully, eyeing the dress his mother had given.

"Is there something you needed el Jefe?" I tease.

"Just admiring the view" he chimes leaning his face against his palm

"Make yourself useful and Zip me up" I demand.
He walked over and closed me in, his hand lingering against the dip in my back. I pack my hair into a loose bun and quickly storm out the room before anything happened.

Esteban

I could tell by the scowl on her face she was still furious. Before she could leave I pulled her in. "Wait I'm sorry; I didn't mean to almost drown you." I admitted. She looked down to my palm around her wrist.

"Why did you kiss me?" she whispered.I couldn't answer and simply stared at her soft face.

"You kissed me too" I smirked and softly rub her shoulders. She bit her lip, screaming for my reach again.  She knew the truth in my statement.

I slowly lock the door and lift her up, delicately parting her lips with mine. She threw her arms around my neck and deepened our embrace. Violently, we smack in heat until my identity rises under the weight of her body.

She pulled away and gasps, not accustomed to being this close to a man. I slam her against the wooden wardrobe before she could speak and skillfully slide her lace panties to the side.

"No" she whispered, pausing my actions.

"What?" I stopped, wondering the explanation for the interruption. She blushes and quietly looks away.

"You're a virgin?" I smile, understanding her hesitation. She blushes but turns away from my gaze, "no I am not" 

"Yes you are." I smirk pulling her chin to face mine. "I can smell a virgin from a mile away. They are my favorite scent" I tease her, kissing her cheek. She rolled her eyes and begins to slide off the wardrobe. The moment was now ruined.

"It is nothing to be ashamed of el novia." I shrug and gently continued to kiss her lips.

She pulled away and looks at my figure as I observe her form. "I won't take your chastity...... today." I promised.

"What a gentleman you are" she chimed, resisting the urge to roll her eyes.

"You ever had a man go down on you?" I whisper into her ear.

"Go down?"

"It means..." I whisper the act and she crosses her legs shut.

"No never." She shook her head violently. I forcefully open them and slowly lead my hands to her flower.

"Esteban" she whispers, holding my wrists with hesitation.

"I'll be gentle señorita"  I assure her. She nods and blushes as I continued to search in exploration.

"Esteban" she moans underneath her weak breaths. She sighed gently but curses for more.

"Esteban" she moans loudly. I carry her to my mother's full length mirror and plop her in front. I wanted her to see our heat.

I cup her breasts as I explore deeper, eagerly slipping off the garment. I drop to my knees, bunch up my mothers dress. My teeth latch onto her red lace as I pull them down like a dog, eager to consume his bone. I continued to weave recklessly as she clutches onto my arm. The red lace was around her ankles by the time the church bell rang, signaling the middle of the day.

Her pleas and moans only turned me on more.
She began to pray quietly as my fingers weaved beneath her. "Hail Mary mother of grace." She recited. I chuckle as she continued. "The Lord is with my soul" she curses beneath a breath.

I chuckled lazily as she continued. She was a church girl alright but I would erase that real quick.

Her moans become rhythmic as the moment continues on. "Esteban" she moans seductively. I go down on my knees and lick her delicate fold. She screams in pleasure as I continued, grabbing a chunk of my curls to steady my movement.

She begged me to stop but I ignored her pleas. Her knees weakly gave in but I assisted her to stand. She finally released and I licked her delicate flush.

"You taste as good as you look Anais" I smirked and turn her around to embrace her violently. The church bell sounded once more in the distance as we continued to kiss.

"Esteban what we are doing... it is sinful..." she whispers, pulling away from my lips.

"Says who?" I curse and slowly unzip her dress.

"The Bible."she zipped up her dress again.

"Don't let an ancient book dictate what's right and wrong" I snapped and continued to kiss until there is a knock at the door.

"Anais are you okay?" my mother calls.

"Hide!" She pushes me away and I slide beneath the bed. She panicked and kicks the red lace beneath the bed. She opens the door and my mother is there, wondering what was taking her so long.

"Ohh that dress looks lovely on you! But it's a little wrinkled at the bottom?" she straightens it out not knowing what happened just a few moments before.

"Your grandma will kill me seeing how revealing it is. Come let's have lunch! I made empanadas and fresh pan dulce." she pulls her in by the wrist and they go over to the garden to eat.