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Jenna could not think she was actually doing this. A guy she 'd fulfilled online, but one she already felt a connection to-- a glamorous escort called Stefan.

Jenna envisioned his strong arms around her, the sensation of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet absolutely nothings in her ear. Their interactions had actually been lighthearted and flirty, however Jenna knew that they would quickly be connected in the most intimate of methods.

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

" Night, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

A tall, handsome male stood in the entrance, his muscular arms crossed in a casual however effective stance, offering Jenna a friendly, knowing smile.

"Hey Stefan, come on in. It's great to finally fulfill you," Jenna said nervously, her face flushing as she stepped aside to let him into her haven.

Stefan strolled in and started to walk around the bungalow, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the inviting king-size bed that controlled the master bedroom. Jenna could feel her heartbeat quicken as she viewed him wander with confidence around her short-lived house.

"I hope it's to your preference. I actually wanted whatever to be ideal for us," she stammered, playing with her hair as she spoke.

Stefan turned to face her and connected his hand, carefully tucking a hair of hair behind her ear. "It is more than best, Jenna. I can already tell that our time here will be amazing," he stated, his voice deep and relaxing.

Prior to Jenna knew it, they were sharing dinner and drinks on the beach, watching the sun start to dip toward the horizon. Their discussion streamed easily, both sharing stories and experiences, as they laughed and enjoyed each other's company. Jenna felt her attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.

The sun finally disappeared behind the horizon, leaving them alone with a glowing moon and a light sea breeze. Stefan stood up and held out his hand to help Jenna to her feet. As she grasped his hand, she felt a thrill of enjoyment 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 shoreline. As they walked, ocean water lapped gently at their bare feet, providing the perfect soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan periodically examined at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, developing a sense of comfy silence in between them.

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

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

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

Stefan led her to the bedroom, where he took the lead in undressing her gradually, with the tenderness of an enthusiast, and not with the voracity that typically dominated these types 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 masculine grace. They rapidly fell into a rhythm of expedition and enjoyment, their mutual requirements increasing as the night stretched on.

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

As the first light of day started to creep into the space, whispering an end to their night of enthusiasm, Jenna understood 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 forever be imprinted on her memory as a pointer of what might happen when you gambled on something unidentified, only to find the ultimate pleasure that life had to offer.

Jenna felt her tourist attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.

Stefan stood up and held out his hand to help Jenna to her feet. Stefan occasionally looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, producing a sense of comfy silence between them.

With a flirty appearance, 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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