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Jenna could not think she was actually doing this. A male she 'd satisfied online, however one she currently felt a connection to-- an elegant escort named 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 flirty and lighthearted, 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 looking 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 male stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a effective however casual stance, offering Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.

"Hey there Stefan, begun in. It's good to lastly meet you," Jenna stated nervously, her face flushing as she stepped aside to let him into her sanctuary.

Stefan walked in and began to walk around the bungalow, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the inviting king-size bed that controlled the master bedroom. Jenna could feel her heart beat quicken as she saw him stroll confidently around her short-term house.

"I hope it's to your preference. I truly desired 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 perfect, Jenna. I can already tell that our time here will be amazing," he stated, his voice calming and deep.

Before Jenna knew it, they were sharing supper and beverages on the beach, enjoying the sun start to dip towards the horizon. Their conversation flowed quickly, both sharing experiences and stories, as they chuckled and delighted in each other's company. Jenna felt her 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 comprehended his hand, she felt a thrill 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 roamed hand-in-hand along the shoreline. As they walked, ocean water lapped carefully at their bare feet, offering the perfect soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan periodically examined at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfy silence between them.

After a while, the set discovered themselves back at their bungalow. With a flirty look, Stefan began to lead Jenna towards 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 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 trembling with anticipation.

Stefan led her to the bedroom, where he took the lead in undressing her slowly, with the inflammation of an enthusiast, and not with the voracity that frequently 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 manly grace. They quickly fell under a rhythm of exploration and pleasure, their shared requirements increasing as the night stretched on.

Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue skillfully directed Jenna through a labyrinth of enjoyment, taking her to heights she had actually never ever experienced before. Their intimate connection grew more powerful as the hours passed, sustained by the envigorating combination of desire, trust, and carnal expedition.

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

And Stefan? He would permanently be imprinted on her memory as a pointer of what might take place when you gambled on something unidentified, only to find the ultimate satisfaction that life had to use.

Jenna felt her attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.

Stefan stood up and held out his hand to assist Jenna to her feet. Stefan sometimes looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfortable silence between them.

With a flirtatious appearance, Stefan began to lead Jenna toward the open door, his strong hand never leaving her grip. As they crossed the limit, Stefan stopped briefly, gazing deeply into Jenna's eyes.

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