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Jenna could not think she was in fact doing this. A man she 'd met online, however one she currently felt a connection to-- a glamorous escort called 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 been flirty and easy going, but Jenna knew that they would soon be connected in the most intimate of methods.
As the plane touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After examining into the resort and dropping her bags off in her gorgeous cottage, she heard a knock at the door.
" Evening, Jenna. I'm Stefan."
A tall, good-looking guy stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a effective but casual stance, providing Jenna a friendly, knowing smile.
"Hello there Stefan, come on in. It's good to finally fulfill 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 master bed room. Jenna could feel her heartbeat quicken as she enjoyed him wander confidently around her short-lived house.
"I hope it's to your taste. I actually wanted everything to be ideal 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 perfect, Jenna. I can currently inform that our time here will be amazing," he stated, his voice deep and relaxing.
Prior to Jenna knew it, they were sharing dinner and drinks on the beach, viewing the sun start to dip towards the horizon. Their conversation streamed easily, both sharing experiences and stories, as they chuckled and enjoyed each other's business. Jenna felt her tourist attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.
The sun finally disappeared behind the horizon, leaving them alone with a light sea and a glowing moon breeze. Stefan stood and held out his hand to assist Jenna to her feet. As she understood his hand, she felt a thrill of enjoyment as his fingers intertwined with hers.
"Let's walk along the beach," he suggested 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, offering the perfect soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan occasionally examined at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfortable silence in between them.
After a while, the pair found themselves back at their cottage. With a flirtatious appearance, Stefan began to lead Jenna towards the open door, his strong hand never leaving her grip. As they crossed the limit, Stefan paused, looking deeply into Jenna's eyes.
"Are you prepared?" 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 slowly, with the inflammation of a lover, and not with the voracity that frequently controlled these types of encounters. He explored her body with his hands and mouth, awakening unidentified yearnings and desires within her.
She, in turn, undressed him, appreciating Stefan's toned body and masculine grace. They rapidly fell into a rhythm of expedition and pleasure, their mutual needs increasing as the night extended on.
Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue skillfully guided Jenna through a labyrinth of pleasure, taking her to heights she had actually never ever experienced before. Their intimate connection grew stronger as the hours passed, sustained by the intoxicating combination of desire, trust, and carnal expedition.
As the first light of day began to sneak into the room, whispering an end to their night of enthusiasm, Jenna understood that the sun would increase on a brand-new chapter of her life. One filled with newly found desires and unrestrained exploration.
And Stefan? He would forever be imprinted on her memory as a tip of what could take place when you gambled on something unknown, only to discover the supreme pleasure that life had to provide.
Jenna felt her tourist attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.
Stefan stood up and held out his hand to assist Jenna to her feet. Stefan occasionally looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, producing a sense of comfy silence between them.
With a flirtatious appearance, Stefan started to lead Jenna towards the open door, his strong hand never ever leaving her grip. As they crossed the threshold, Stefan stopped briefly, gazing deeply into Jenna's eyes.
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