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Jenna couldn't think she was actually doing this. A man she 'd satisfied online, however one she already felt a connection to-- a luxurious escort named Stefan.

Jenna pictured his strong arms around her, the feeling of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet nothings in her ear. Their interactions had actually been lighthearted and flirtatious, but Jenna knew that they would quickly 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 beautiful bungalow, she heard a knock at the door.

" Evening, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

A high, good-looking guy stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a powerful however casual stance, offering Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.

"Hey there Stefan, come on in. It's nice to lastly meet you," Jenna said 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 viewed him stroll with confidence around her short-term house.

"I hope it's to your liking. I truly desired whatever to be ideal for us," she stammered, playing with her hair as she spoke.

Stefan relied on face her and reached out his hand, gently tucking a hair of hair behind her ear. "It is more than perfect, Jenna. I can currently tell that our time here will be amazing," he stated, his voice deep and soothing.

Prior to Jenna understood it, they were sharing dinner and beverages on the beach, enjoying the sun start to dip towards the horizon. Their discussion streamed easily, both sharing experiences and stories, as they laughed 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 radiant moon and a light sea breeze. Stefan stood up and held out his hand to assist Jenna to her feet. As she understood his hand, she felt an excitement of enjoyment as his fingers linked 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 strolled, ocean water lapped carefully at their bare feet, providing the best soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan occasionally looked over at Jenna with a smile and after that back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfortable silence between them.

After a while, the set discovered themselves back at their cottage. 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 ready?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

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

Stefan led her to the bed room, where he took the lead in undressing her slowly, with the inflammation of a fan, and not with the voracity that frequently dominated these kinds of encounters. He explored her body with his hands and mouth, awakening unknown yearnings and desires within her.

She, in turn, undressed him, appreciating 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 expertly assisted Jenna through a maze of satisfaction, taking her to heights she had actually never 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 first light of day began to creep into the space, whispering an end to their night of passion, Jenna understood that the sun would rise on a brand-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 might occur when you gambled on something unidentified, only to discover the ultimate satisfaction that life needed to use.

Jenna felt her destination 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 in between them.

With a flirty look, Stefan began to lead Jenna towards the open door, his strong hand never leaving her grip. As they crossed the limit, Stefan stopped briefly, gazing deeply into Jenna's eyes.

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