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Jenna couldn't think she was really doing this. A guy she 'd satisfied online, but one she already felt a connection to-- an elegant escort named Stefan.
Jenna imagined his strong arms around her, the sensation of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet nothings in her ear. Their interactions had been easy going and flirty, however Jenna understood that they would soon be connected in the most intimate of methods.
As the plane touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After checking out the resort and dropping her bags off in her gorgeous bungalow, she heard a knock at the door.
" Evening, Jenna. I'm Stefan."
A tall, handsome guy stood in the entrance, his muscular arms crossed in a casual but powerful position, providing Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.
"Hey there Stefan, come on in. It's good to lastly fulfill you," Jenna stated nervously, her face flushing as she stepped aside to let him into her haven.
Stefan walked in and started to stroll around the bungalow, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the welcoming king-size bed that dominated the bedroom. Jenna might feel her heart beat quicken as she enjoyed him stroll with confidence around her momentary home.
"I hope it's to your liking. I actually desired 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 hair of hair behind her ear. "It is more than ideal, Jenna. I can currently inform that our time here will be unbelievable," he said, his voice deep and soothing.
Before Jenna understood it, they were sharing dinner and drinks on the beach, seeing the sun start to dip toward the horizon. Their conversation flowed easily, both sharing stories and experiences, as they laughed and delighted in each other's business. Jenna felt her attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.
The sun lastly vanished behind the horizon, leaving them alone with a glowing moon and a light sea breeze. Stefan stood and held out his hand to assist Jenna to her feet. As she understood his hand, she felt a thrill of excitement as his fingers intertwined with hers.
"Let's take a walk along the beach," he recommended with a warm smile.
Jenna nodded wordlessly as they wandered hand-in-hand along the coastline. As they strolled, ocean water lapped carefully at their bare feet, offering the best soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan periodically looked over at Jenna with a smile and after that back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfortable silence in between them.
After a while, the set found 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 barely above a whisper.
Jenna took a deep breath, her body aching for him, and nodded. "Yes, I want this," she replied, her voice shivering with anticipation.
Stefan led her to the bed room, where he took the lead in undressing her gradually, with the inflammation of a lover, and not with the voracity that frequently 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 rapidly fell into a rhythm of expedition and satisfaction, their mutual needs heightening as the night stretched on.
Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue skillfully directed Jenna through a labyrinth of satisfaction, taking her to heights she had never experienced before. Their intimate connection grew stronger as the hours passed, sustained by the envigorating combination of desire, trust, and carnal expedition.
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 rise on a 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 tip of what might take place when you gambled on something unknown, just to find the supreme satisfaction that life needed to use.
Jenna felt her attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.
Stefan stood up and held out his hand to help 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 in between them.
With a flirtatious appearance, Stefan started to lead Jenna towards the open door, his strong hand never leaving her grip. As they crossed the threshold, Stefan stopped briefly, looking deeply into Jenna's eyes.
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