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Jenna couldn't believe she was really doing this. A guy she 'd met online, but one she already felt a connection to-- a glamorous escort named 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 easy going and flirtatious, but Jenna knew that they would soon be linked 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 cottage, she heard a knock at the door.

" Night, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

A tall, good-looking male stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a effective however casual stance, giving Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.

"Hey there Stefan, come on in. It's nice to finally satisfy you," Jenna said nervously, her face flushing as she stepped aside to let him into her sanctuary.

Stefan walked in and began to walk around the bungalow, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the inviting king-size bed that controlled the bedroom. Jenna might feel her heart beat quicken as she viewed him wander confidently around her short-term house.

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

Stefan turned to face her and reached out his hand, carefully tucking a hair of hair behind her ear. "It is more than ideal, Jenna. I can already tell that our time here will be incredible," he said, his voice deep and soothing.

Before Jenna knew it, they were sharing supper and drinks on the beach, viewing the sun start to dip toward the horizon. Their conversation streamed quickly, both sharing stories and experiences, as they chuckled and delighted in 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 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 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 shoreline. As they strolled, ocean water lapped carefully at their bare feet, supplying 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 in between them.

After a while, the set discovered themselves back at their cottage. With a flirty appearance, Stefan started to lead Jenna towards the open door, his strong hand never leaving her grip. As they crossed the limit, Stefan stopped briefly, 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 want this," she replied, her voice trembling with anticipation.

Stefan led her to the bed room, where he took the lead in undressing her gradually, with the tenderness of a lover, and not with the voracity that often controlled these kinds of encounters. He explored her body with his hands and mouth, awakening unidentified cravings and desires within her.

She, in turn, undressed him, valuing Stefan's toned body and masculine grace. They rapidly fell under a rhythm of expedition and satisfaction, their mutual needs heightening as the night extended on.

Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue expertly guided Jenna through a maze of pleasure, taking her to heights she had 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 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 expedition.

And Stefan? He would permanently be inscribed on her memory as a reminder of what might happen when you took a possibility on something unknown, just to find the supreme pleasure that life had to use.

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, creating a sense of comfy silence between them.

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

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