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Jenna couldn't think she was in fact doing this. A man she 'd satisfied online, but one she currently felt a connection to-- an elegant 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 actually been flirty and lighthearted, however Jenna knew that they would soon 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 stunning cottage, she heard a knock at the door.

" Evening, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

A high, good-looking man stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a casual but powerful position, offering Jenna a friendly, knowing smile.

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

Stefan walked in and started to stroll around the bungalow, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the inviting king-size bed that controlled the bedroom. Jenna might feel her heartbeat quicken as she saw him roam with confidence around her temporary home.

"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 strand of hair behind her ear. "It is more than ideal, Jenna. I can already tell that our time here will be incredible," he said, his voice calming and deep.

Prior to Jenna understood it, they were sharing dinner and drinks on the beach, viewing the sun start to dip toward the horizon. Their conversation streamed easily, both sharing experiences and stories, as they laughed and delighted in each other's company. Jenna felt her attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.

The sun finally 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 grasped his hand, she felt a thrill of excitement as his fingers intertwined with hers.

"Let's take a walk along the beach," he recommended with a warm smile.

Jenna nodded wordlessly as they wandered together along the shoreline. As they strolled, ocean water lapped gently at their bare feet, offering the best soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan periodically examined at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, developing a sense of comfy silence in between them.

After a while, the pair discovered themselves back at their cottage. With a flirty look, Stefan started to lead Jenna towards the open door, his strong hand never leaving her grip. As they crossed the limit, Stefan paused, staring deeply into Jenna's eyes.

"Are you ready?" 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 bedroom, where he took the lead in undressing her slowly, with the tenderness of an enthusiast, and not with the voracity that typically dominated these types of encounters. He explored her body with his hands and mouth, awakening unknown cravings and desires within her.

She, in turn, undressed him, appreciating Stefan's toned body and masculine grace. They quickly fell into a rhythm of expedition and enjoyment, their mutual requirements increasing as the night extended on.

Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue skillfully directed Jenna through a maze of satisfaction, taking her to heights she had actually never 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 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 newly found desires and unrestrained exploration.

And Stefan? He would forever be inscribed on her memory as a tip of what might happen when you took a chance on something unidentified, just to discover the ultimate satisfaction that life had to offer.

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

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

With a flirtatious look, Stefan began to lead Jenna towards the open door, his strong hand never ever leaving her grip. As they crossed the limit, Stefan paused, gazing deeply into Jenna's eyes.

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