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Jenna could not think she was really doing this. A male she had actually met online, however one she currently felt a connection to-- a glamorous escort called Stefan.

Jenna pictured 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 been flirtatious and easy going, however Jenna understood that they would quickly be linked in the most intimate of ways.

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

" Evening, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

A tall, handsome man stood in the entrance, his muscular arms crossed in a powerful but casual stance, giving Jenna a friendly, knowing smile.

"Hi Stefan, begun in. It's nice to lastly fulfill you," Jenna said nervously, her face flushing as she stepped aside to let him into her sanctuary.

Stefan strolled in and began to stroll around the cottage, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the welcoming king-size bed that controlled the bedroom. Jenna could feel her heartbeat quicken as she viewed him stroll with confidence around her momentary 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 reached out his hand, gently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "It is more than perfect, Jenna. I can currently tell that our time here will be amazing," he stated, his voice deep and calming.

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 flowed easily, both sharing stories and experiences, as they laughed and enjoyed each other's company. 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 glowing moon breeze. Stefan stood and held out his hand to help Jenna to her feet. As she understood his hand, she felt an excitement of enjoyment as his fingers linked with hers.

"Let's 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 ideal soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan sometimes examined at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, producing a sense of comfy silence 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 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 desire this," she replied, her voice shivering with anticipation.

Stefan led her to the bed room, where he took the lead in undressing her gradually, with the inflammation of a lover, and not with the voracity that often 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, appreciating Stefan's toned body and masculine grace. They quickly fell under a rhythm of expedition and enjoyment, their shared needs increasing as the night stretched on.

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

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

And Stefan? He would forever be inscribed on her memory as a pointer of what could take place when you gambled on something unidentified, only to find the ultimate satisfaction 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, developing a sense of comfortable silence between them.

With a flirty look, Stefan started to lead Jenna towards the open door, his strong hand never leaving her grip. As they crossed the threshold, Stefan stopped briefly, gazing deeply into Jenna's eyes.

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