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Jenna couldn't believe she was really doing this. A man she had actually met online, but one she already felt a connection to-- an elegant escort called Stefan.

Jenna imagined 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 been lighthearted and flirty, but Jenna knew that they would soon be connected in the most intimate of methods.

As the airplane 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.

" Night, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

A high, handsome man stood in the entrance, his muscular arms crossed in a casual however powerful stance, offering Jenna a friendly, knowing smile.

"Hey 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 strolled in and started to walk around the cottage, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the welcoming king-size bed that controlled the master bed room. Jenna could feel her heartbeat quicken as she enjoyed him wander with confidence around her momentary home.

"I hope it's to your taste. I really desired whatever to be perfect for us," she stammered, playing with her hair as she spoke.

Stefan relied on face her and connected his hand, carefully tucking a hair of hair behind her ear. "It is more than ideal, Jenna. I can currently tell that our time here will be unbelievable," he said, his voice soothing and deep.

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

The sun lastly vanished behind the horizon, leaving them alone with a light sea and a radiant moon breeze. Stefan stood up and held out his hand to assist Jenna to her feet. As she grasped his hand, she felt an excitement of excitement as his fingers linked with hers.

"Let's walk along the beach," he recommended with a warm smile.

Jenna nodded wordlessly as they wandered hand-in-hand along the shoreline. As they strolled, ocean water lapped carefully at their bare feet, offering the ideal soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan occasionally looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfy silence in between them.

After a while, the pair 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 limit, 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 bed room, where he took the lead in undressing her gradually, with the tenderness of a fan, and not with the voracity that typically 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 exploration and pleasure, their mutual needs increasing as the night stretched on.

Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue skillfully assisted Jenna through a labyrinth of enjoyment, taking her to heights she had actually never experienced before. Their intimate connection grew more powerful as the hours passed, fueled by the intoxicating mix of desire, trust, and carnal exploration.

As the first light of day started to sneak into the room, 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 newfound desires and unrestrained exploration.

And Stefan? He would forever be imprinted on her memory as a suggestion of what might happen when you took an opportunity on something unknown, only to discover the supreme satisfaction that life had to provide.

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 sometimes 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 toward 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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