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Jenna could not think she was in fact doing this. A male she had actually met online, but one she already felt a connection to-- a glamorous 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 easy going and flirty, but Jenna knew that they would quickly be connected in the most intimate of methods.

As the plane touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After inspecting 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 entrance, his muscular arms crossed in a effective however casual position, giving Jenna a friendly, knowing smile.

"Hi there Stefan, begun 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 began to walk around the cottage, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the welcoming king-size bed that dominated the master bedroom. Jenna might feel her heartbeat quicken as she viewed him roam confidently around her short-term house.

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

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

Prior to Jenna understood it, they were sharing supper 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 chuckled and took pleasure in each other's company. Jenna felt her destination for Stefan grows with each passing minute.

The sun finally 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 enjoyment 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 hand-in-hand along the coastline. As they strolled, ocean water lapped gently at their bare feet, supplying the perfect soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan periodically looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, producing a sense of comfy silence in between them.

After a while, the pair found themselves back at their cottage. With a flirty appearance, Stefan began to lead Jenna toward the open door, his strong hand never 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 hurting for him, and nodded. "Yes, I want 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 inflammation of a lover, and not with the voracity that typically controlled these types 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 manly grace. They quickly fell under a rhythm of expedition and satisfaction, their mutual requirements increasing as the night stretched on.

Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue expertly directed Jenna through a maze of satisfaction, taking her to heights she had actually never ever experienced prior to. Their intimate connection grew more powerful as the hours passed, fueled by the intoxicating combination of desire, trust, and carnal expedition.

As the very first light of day started 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 exploration.

And Stefan? He would permanently be inscribed on her memory as a pointer of what might occur when you took an opportunity on something unidentified, only to discover the ultimate satisfaction that life needed to use.

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 occasionally looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfy silence between them.

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

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