The Dancing Torera

13

"Ahh Esteban!" his mother exclaimed, "finally you showered and look appropriate! Come join us for lunch"

"Hello. I haven't introduced myself properly. I am Esteban." he goes to shake my grandma's hand.

"Hello Esteban, or should I say el Jefe" she giggled. I blushed as I remember our session from just a few minutes ago.

"And Anais!" he turned to face me. "what a beautiful dress" he chimed. I rolled my eyes but shook his hand. I had to play along for now. My grandma threw her scarf over my shoulders to cover my chest. I rolled my eyes as I sipped my iced tea. Sometimes she was to protective. I would hate to see what she would do if she found out I danced flamenco.

Esteban pulls the chair next to mine and sneakily pushes my red panties across my thigh. I quickly hide them behind my back.

"So Anais what do you do? I've never seen you around these parts"

"Oh ... that's because my Anais is homeschooled in Christian education.She has been all her life. She goes to church then home. I am very protective her" my grandma smiles.

"Is that so?" Esteban smiled suspiciously, as if her words were a challenge to him.

"Abuelita Anais.... do you like flamenco dancing?" he asked.

"I used to. I actually danced once upon a time but that was my sinful past, when I was of the world!  I will never let my Anais be one" she bragged.

"Oh how tragic! Because she has the legs of a dancer!" I kicked him underneath the table before he would reveal too much. My grandma threw a scarf over my body to shield my purity from his wandering eyes.

"Abuela please I'm hot!" I groaned at her paranoia.

"Yes you are" he whispered underneath his breath.

"Do you know where I can find your bathroom senora la Renta?" I shot up from my seat.

"I'll escort her mother." he volunteered himself.

"No!" I protested.

"Anais...if you need me to accompany you."

"I am fine abuela!" I sigh and push my seat out in a hurry.

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Esteban

"Wait! wait!" I yell after her.

"What do you think you  are doing!?" she fumes.

"I wasn't going to tell her.... relax " I smile. She turned from me and continued finding her way to the bathroom. "So she doesn't know about your dancing or your dreams to be a toreador?"

She stopped in her path and turned to face me, "No" she whispers.

"So for all she knows, your a perfect little catholic girl who fears the Lord! What kind of life is that? Living in fear and lies?"

"It's called obeying my elder." she shushes me.

"Do you think sneaking out is better than lying? You need to tell her"

"Esteban...I can't" she pouts.

"Why not? She won't love you any less?" I argued. She stared in silence, realizing my truth but continued to search for the bathroom.

"It's not that way" I chuckle. She turns and walks the other way. "It's not that way either el novia"

"Then what way is it Esteban?" she snapped.

"Ask nicely."

"Where is the bathroom you rat!" she smirked.

"I will never tell you like that" I bragged, leaning against the desk. She rolled her eyes and bent to sneakily pull up her lace panties. I quickly paused her actions and pull them up the rest of the way, delicately grabbing her round bottom. She let out a sensual sigh as I wet the skin against her neck. She threw her arms around my neck as I marked her neck.

"They said to stay away"

"From who?" I growled against her soft flesh.

"Of the notorious one...the one they call el jefe but..." she stopped.

"But what?" I stopped to stare into her eyes.

"But.. here I am...in your arms" she whispered against my lips.

"They?" I smile, questioning her words.

"Every girl who once laid with you. All the women of Espana. My own friends" she curses me.

"They are bitter and jealous" I grab her chin, making sure to stare at her brown eyes to reassure her.

"Or maybe you are a playboy?" She admitted, biting her plump lips.

"I am and I'm not going to lie and convince you otherwise. I don't chase women...they chase me and I don't catch feelings"

"You are going to ruin my life...aren't you"

"I don't ruin lives Anais....I fix them" I smile and pull her chin to embrace. We kiss for minutes under the pillars of the hallways. She finally broke and stared into my eyes.

" I have a bullfight tomorrow. Come and watch me."

"I have never seen one..."

"Perfect Then come to mine"

"But.. I don't know if I can stomach the scene. I heard what you do to those animals. To sit there and watch you..." she pretended to slit her throat, signaling the act.

"It happens so quickly, and you don't see anything from the seats. Maybe seeing a fight will change your mind?"

"Esteban...I don't know"

"Well..I am your trainer and I'm demanding you come. It's at 4pm tomorrow."

"You'll be my trainer!" she clapped excitedly.

I nod and try to be serious. "Don't make me regret this!" I scolded her. She jumped into my arms and hugs me warmly.

"Thank thank you thank you!" she kisses my cheeks each time, "but wait! I'm homeschooled from 12-5pm"

"Then I'll move my match to 7pm"

"You can do that?" she squints suspiciously.

"For you I will" I grabbed her waist tight and delicately run my fingers down her smooth skin, "I am el Jefe." She smiled and stared into my green eyes. I have never felt such a connection with any girl I had been with. I would do anything for her. I pulled her chin and led her to my lips. We continued to smack in heat until we heard the distant laughs of our guardians.

"We better head back before they become suspicious" she frowned.

"Here" I unroll 5000 pesos and pressed it into her palm, " Buy a nice dress for me and wear it to the fight tomorrow" I wanted all eyes to be on her.

"No I can't accept this" she stuttered, "I barely know you Esteban"

"I've tasted you?" I shrugged. She only blushed, angered by my truth. "Please el novia. I insist, and wear something sexy I want the world to see what they yearn for, but can never touch." I roared under a hushed tone laced with lust.

"My grandma...I cant sneak out."

"Tell her you'll be at church? She would never say no to that" I suggested. She blushes and stuffs the money into her thigh. "Okay" she nodded hesitantly and smiled. I caressed her cheek to calm her down.

"Let's go" I held her hand and we returned to the dinning table to rejoin my mother and her abuela.

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Author Note:

Esteban is here to RUIN Anais life! I am ready for this roller coaster!