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Jenna could not think she was actually doing this. A guy she had actually fulfilled online, but one she currently felt a connection to-- an elegant escort called Stefan.

Jenna envisioned his strong arms around her, the feeling of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet absolutely nothings in her ear. Their interactions had been easy going and flirty, but Jenna understood that they would quickly be connected in the most intimate of ways.

As the plane touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After exploring the resort and dropping her bags off in her beautiful bungalow, she heard a knock at the door.

" Evening, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

A high, good-looking man stood in the entrance, his muscular arms crossed in a effective but casual stance, providing Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.

"Hi there Stefan, come on in. It's great to lastly meet you," Jenna stated nervously, her face flushing as she stepped aside to let him into her haven.

Stefan walked in and began to walk around the cottage, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the inviting king-size bed that dominated the bedroom. Jenna might feel her heart beat quicken as she watched him stroll with confidence around her short-lived house.

"I hope it's to your liking. I really wanted everything to be best for us," she stammered, playing with her hair as she spoke.

Stefan turned to face her and connected his hand, gently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "It is more than ideal, Jenna. I can currently tell that our time here will be extraordinary," he stated, his voice deep and soothing.

Before Jenna knew it, they were sharing supper and drinks on the beach, watching the sun start to dip towards the horizon. Their discussion flowed quickly, both sharing stories and experiences, as they chuckled and enjoyed each other's business. Jenna felt her tourist attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.

The sun finally vanished behind the horizon, leaving them alone with a light sea and a radiant moon breeze. Stefan stood up and held out his hand to help Jenna to her feet. As she understood his hand, she felt an excitement of enjoyment as his fingers linked with hers.

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

Jenna nodded wordlessly as they roamed together along the coastline. As they walked, ocean water lapped carefully at their bare feet, supplying the best soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan sometimes examined at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, producing a sense of comfy silence between them.

After a while, the pair found themselves back at their cottage. With a flirtatious appearance, Stefan started to lead Jenna towards the open door, his strong hand never ever leaving her grip. As they crossed the limit, Stefan stopped briefly, staring deeply into Jenna's eyes.

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

Jenna took a deep breath, her body hurting 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 gradually, with the inflammation of an enthusiast, and not with the voracity that typically controlled these types of encounters. He explored her body with his hands and mouth, awakening unidentified cravings and desires within her.

She, in turn, undressed him, appreciating Stefan's toned body and masculine grace. They rapidly fell under a rhythm of expedition and satisfaction, their mutual requirements increasing as the night stretched on.

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

As the first light of day began to sneak into the room, whispering an end to their night of passion, Jenna knew that the sun would rise on a brand-new chapter of her life. One filled with newfound desires and unrestrained exploration.

And Stefan? He would permanently be imprinted on her memory as a pointer of what might take place when you took an opportunity on something unidentified, only to find the ultimate enjoyment that life needed to provide.

Jenna felt her tourist attraction 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, producing a sense of comfortable silence in between them.

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

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