The Dancing Torera

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MATURE THEMES AHEAD

Esteban had all the stores closed out at the city plaza as I looked for a dress for the banquet on Saturday. I had lied to my grandma that I was volunteering at the orphanage near the church to escape.

Another hour passed as we stepped out another clothing store; my plan to find a dress had proved futile. Esteban sipped on another cup of dulce, taking a break from the chaos. I could tell he hated shopping with me, especially since it was taking so long.

'What about this one Esteban" I smirked, taking a dress off the rack from another store we decided to enter.

"They all look the same. Your body puts them all to shame" he sighed, tipping the beverage to sip the last content of his cup. I knew he was tired; we were at the 10th store and had been searching since the morning.

I hold up another green dress and press it against my body. "This one" I muttered, passing it to the associate so she could add it to my dressing room.

"Finally!" Estaban shouts, stretching to leave.

"No! I have three more to try on mi amor"

"Anais.." he groans and sits back in his seat, "you have all this energy...we'll be here for hours" he ruffles his curls leaning forward to rest.

"Aye! no groaning! You offered to take me Esteban. Plus you said this would help me take my mind off of telling my Abuela about us." I pull the curtain closed and peel off my dress.

"This one?" I asked, stepping past the curtains to show him.

"Yes" he sighed.

"Esteban!" I pouted; he was taking this task seriously.

"Anais...maybe I should have asked my mom to shop with you" he breathed, "They all look the same. You're beautiful" he curses, standing to embrace me. I swiftly close the curtain as he tried to lean in to kiss me. "Kiss the curtains" I cursed and bend to unzip the fabric. As I move to try on the last red dress, Esteban slipped in and smirked. "Esteban!" I cover my body, shifting the fabric so it could hug the rest of my body.

He chuckles and slowly leads my hands away. "I've seen every curve and mark Anais." he bragged, coming behind me to kiss my neck. He refused to let go as we stared at each other in the reflection of the mirror.

"It seems the only way you'll leave this shop if I tire you out mi amor "

"And how will you tire me out Esteban?" I smirked mischievously. He scoops up the dress, and bends me over, quickly pulling out his identity.

"Esteban there are people here!" I frown as I push him away and pull down fabric of the dress.

"Let them hear us" he growls and arches my back to the floor. He slowly eases in and pumps.

"F***k" I whisper as he pounded into me. He grabs my waist up and pulls me stand, bending me over, deeper atop his shaft.

"Mmmm" I moaned involuntarily. He quickly covered my mouth as he pounded into my soul.

"Senorita Anais?" an attendant called from beyond the curtains.

"Answer them" he whispers against my ear, still continuing in heat. He slowly lifted his palm so I could speak.

"Yes?" I chimed, trying to mask my weakness.

"We have found another dress for you? Would you like me to come in and help you try it on?" she asked.

"No! that's okay!" I speak as Esteban continues stretching my walls . A heavy moan escapes my throat as he pounds harder. He quickly covers my mouth and chuckles under his breath.

"Senorita? Are you okay?" she asked again. He pauses and let's me regain my composure to respond.

"Sorry about that... this dress is just so tight." I sighed, "Just trying to squeeze in" I lie ironically. Esteban continued pounding into me, softly biting my skin.

"I can come in and help!" she exclaimed, The curtain starts to move as she tries to find her way inside.

"No! No!" I yelled, "I'm fine...just leave the dress by the door. Thank you!" I muttered, trying to compose myself as Esteban continued. I hear the hangers drop and her footsteps fade away.

Now that he knew she was gone, Esteban violently continued. We make love for a few more moments.

"Mmmm" I moaned again; he places his palm against my mouth restricting my voice from traveling. I couldnt help but become turned on as I see our reflection in the mirror.

"Are you tired yet" he curses in my ear.

"No.. im not" I cried, begging for more. He continues stretching my tight walls as I bite my wrist for calm. It almost felt like seconds before he pauses. He quickly unfolded his handkerchief for spillage but I stop him.

"Release in me" I snapped. He looked at me curiously, hesitancy filling his eyes.

"I just had my mensis. I am fine" I cursed, waiting for him to continue. He nodded and pushes me against the wall, lifting one leg before he eases in, releasing inside me as to prevent a mess. He pulled out and slowly massages my heat.

"Who started the rumor that church girls are the biggest freaks?" I asked him through a heavy breath. He smiled handsomely and lifted an eyebrow. "That would be me" he bragged, kissing my neck in lust as he continued.

"mmm" I bit my lip, trying not to moan as I stare into his face through the reflection. He brings his fingers to my lips so I could taste, eagerly sucking his wet skin. Finally, we stopped and took our time to breath. He slowly zips up the rest of the red dress and turns my face to the mirror.

"This is the one mi amor" he frowned, wiping the sweat from my brow, "don't you think?" he asked, his voice barley came above a yell.

I nodded, too weak to continue shopping and agreed.

"Ahh... it looks like it's stained." he pouted seeing the consequences of our sin. "Well have the maid take it out" he shrugged as if our concourse had not just occurred. "Are we done now amor?"

"Yes Esteban..." I whispered.

"Are you sure? You said you were not tired?" he teases me sarcastically, kissing my cheek in love.

"I am...a little tired now Esteban" I admit with defeat.

"Good girl." he kisses my forehead. "Let me pay for the dresses and we'll go." he kisses me softly and pulls the curtain away to leave, not even trying to be discreet. I nod still weak from our passionate heat and wipe my face clean.

Weakly I pulled on my clothes, and step outside to the stares of the salespeople. Of course, they were not dumb and knew what had happened but knew it best to not say anything. 

"The total is 5,000 pesos Senior la Renta" the associates smiled to him. I came and leaned behind him as he pulled out his wallet. Esteban pulls out 10,000 pesos like nothing and hands it to them.

"Senior la Renta! this is 5,000 more than we asked!!!!" the lady exclaimed.

"I know" he admits, "And I hope our experience at this wonderful shop can stay privately between us. It would be s shame to have the name of this shop thrown to the tabloids especially that she's representing your brand to the presidente" he winks to the ladies.

"Yes... of course, mr la Renta. Thank you!" The rest of the women nod politely and cash him out. It would be enough money for each of them to buy a nice dress and extra groceries.

"Thank you, ladies, for all your help! Adios!" he waved and grabs my hand to escort me out of the shop.

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A/N;

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Next chapter, Abuelita won't be too happy with our good sis...stay tuned