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Jenna could not believe she was actually doing this. A male she 'd fulfilled online, but one she currently felt a connection to-- a luxurious escort named Stefan.

Jenna envisioned his strong arms around her, the feeling of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet absolutely nothings in her ear. Their interactions had actually been easy going and flirty, but Jenna knew that they would quickly be linked in the most intimate of ways.

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

" Night, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

A tall, handsome male stood in the entrance, his muscular arms crossed in a casual however effective stance, offering Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.

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

Stefan walked in and started to walk around the bungalow, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the inviting king-size bed that dominated the master bed room. Jenna could feel her heartbeat quicken as she enjoyed him roam confidently around her short-lived home.

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

Stefan turned to face her and connected his hand, gently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "It is more than best, Jenna. I can currently inform that our time here will be extraordinary," he said, his voice deep and calming.

Before Jenna knew it, they were sharing dinner and beverages on the beach, watching the sun start to dip towards the horizon. Their conversation flowed easily, both sharing stories and experiences, as they laughed and took pleasure in 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 light sea and a radiant moon breeze. Stefan stood 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 intertwined 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 coastline. As they walked, ocean water lapped gently at their bare feet, offering the best soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan occasionally examined at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, developing a sense of comfortable silence in between them.

After a while, the set 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, looking 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 slowly, with the inflammation of a fan, and not with the voracity that frequently controlled these kinds of encounters. He explored her body with his hands and mouth, awakening unidentified yearnings 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 satisfaction, their mutual requirements increasing as the night stretched on.

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

As the very first light of day started to sneak into the room, 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 exploration.

And Stefan? He would permanently be imprinted on her memory as a suggestion of what might happen when you gambled on something unidentified, only to find the supreme pleasure 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 periodically 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 paused, looking deeply into Jenna's eyes.

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