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The weeks leading up to the trip were filled with anticipation. Jenna pictured his strong arms around her, the sensation of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet absolutely nothings in her ear. He had sent her photos, and she had admired his toned body and the mischievous sparkle in his eye. Their interactions had been flirtatious and easy going, however Jenna understood that they would soon be connected in the most intimate of methods.

As the aircraft touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After looking into the resort and dropping her bags off in her stunning bungalow, she heard a knock at the door.

" Night, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

A tall, good-looking guy stood in the entrance, his muscular arms crossed in a casual but effective stance, offering Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.

"Hi there Stefan, begun in. It's nice to finally fulfill you," Jenna stated nervously, her face flushing as she stepped aside to let him into her sanctuary.

Stefan strolled in and started to walk around the cottage, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the welcoming king-size bed that controlled the master bedroom. Jenna might feel her heart beat quicken as she enjoyed him wander with confidence around her short-term home.

"I hope it's to your taste. I truly desired whatever to be best for us," she stammered, having fun with her hair as she spoke.

Stefan relied on face her and connected his hand, gently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "It is more than best, Jenna. I can already inform that our time here will be amazing," he said, his voice soothing and deep.

Before Jenna knew it, they were sharing dinner and drinks on the beach, seeing the sun start to dip towards the horizon. Their conversation flowed easily, both sharing experiences and stories, as they chuckled and enjoyed each other's business. Jenna felt her destination for Stefan grows with each passing minute.

The sun lastly vanished behind the horizon, leaving them alone with a light sea and a glowing moon breeze. Stefan stood and held out his hand to help Jenna to her feet. As she comprehended his hand, she felt an adventure of excitement as his fingers intertwined with hers.

"Let's walk along the beach," he suggested with a warm smile.

Jenna nodded wordlessly as they roamed together along the coastline. As they walked, ocean water lapped gently at their bare feet, providing the ideal soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan sometimes looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, producing a sense of comfortable silence in between them.

After a while, the pair discovered themselves back at their cottage. With a flirty appearance, Stefan began to lead Jenna toward the open door, his strong hand never ever leaving her grip. As they crossed the threshold, Stefan paused, gazing deeply into Jenna's eyes.

"Are you prepared?" he asked, his voice hardly above a whisper.

Jenna took a deep breath, her body aching for him, and nodded. "Yes, I want this," she responded, her voice shivering with anticipation.

Stefan led her to the bedroom, where he took the lead in undressing her slowly, with the inflammation of a lover, and not with the voracity that typically controlled these kinds of encounters. He explored her body with his hands and mouth, awakening unknown cravings and desires within her.

She, in turn, undressed him, valuing Stefan's toned body and manly grace. They quickly fell under a rhythm of expedition and pleasure, their shared requirements increasing as the night stretched on.

Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue skillfully assisted Jenna through a maze of pleasure, taking her to heights she had actually never ever experienced prior to. Their intimate connection grew more powerful as the hours passed, sustained by the intoxicating mix of desire, trust, and carnal exploration.

As the very first light of day began to creep into the space, whispering an end to their night of enthusiasm, Jenna knew that the sun would increase on a new chapter of her life. One filled with newly found desires and unrestrained exploration.

And Stefan? He would permanently be inscribed on her memory as a tip of what could happen when you took an opportunity on something unknown, just to find the supreme pleasure that life needed to provide.

Jenna felt her destination for Stefan grows with each passing minute.

Stefan stood up and held out his hand to assist Jenna to her feet. Stefan periodically looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, developing a sense of comfortable silence between them.

With a flirtatious look, Stefan began to lead Jenna toward the open door, his strong hand never ever leaving her grip. As they crossed the limit, Stefan paused, looking deeply into Jenna's eyes.

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