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Jenna couldn't think 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 feeling of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet nothings in her ear. Their interactions had actually been flirty and easy going, however Jenna understood that they would quickly be connected in the most intimate of methods.

As the airplane touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After looking into the resort and dropping her bags off in her gorgeous bungalow, she heard a knock at the door.

" Evening, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

A high, good-looking male stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a casual however effective position, offering Jenna a friendly, knowing smile.

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

Stefan walked in and began 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 saw him wander with confidence around her short-term home.

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

Stefan turned to face her and reached out his hand, gently tucking a hair of hair behind her ear. "It is more than ideal, Jenna. I can already inform that our time here will be amazing," he stated, his voice deep and calming.

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

The sun finally 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 grasped his hand, she felt an adventure of excitement as his fingers intertwined with hers.

"Let's walk along the beach," he recommended 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 best soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan sometimes looked over at Jenna with a smile and after that back to the horizon, developing a sense of comfy silence in between them.

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

"Are you all set?" 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 slowly, with the inflammation of a fan, and not with the voracity that often controlled 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 manly grace. They quickly fell under a rhythm of expedition and pleasure, their mutual requirements increasing as the night extended on.

Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue skillfully guided Jenna through a maze of enjoyment, taking her to heights she had actually never ever experienced prior to. Their intimate connection grew stronger as the hours passed, sustained by the envigorating mix of desire, trust, and carnal exploration.

As the very first light of day began to sneak into the space, whispering an end to their night of enthusiasm, Jenna understood that the sun would rise on a new chapter of her life. One filled with newly found desires and unrestrained expedition.

And Stefan? He would permanently be imprinted on her memory as a tip of what might happen when you gambled on something unidentified, only to find the ultimate satisfaction that life had to offer.

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 sometimes 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 appearance, Stefan started to lead Jenna toward the open door, his strong hand never ever leaving her grip. As they crossed the limit, Stefan stopped briefly, looking deeply into Jenna's eyes.

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