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Jenna couldn't think she was actually doing this. A man she had actually met online, however one she already felt a connection to-- an elegant escort called Stefan.
Jenna imagined 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 lighthearted and flirty, but Jenna knew that they would quickly be linked in the most intimate of methods.
As the airplane touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After looking into the resort and dropping her bags off in her gorgeous bungalow, 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 casual however effective stance, giving Jenna a friendly, knowing smile.
"Hello 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 strolled in and started to walk around the cottage, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the welcoming king-size bed that controlled the master bed room. Jenna might feel her heart beat quicken as she enjoyed him stroll with confidence around her momentary house.
"I hope it's to your liking. I actually wanted whatever to be ideal for us," she stammered, having fun with her hair as she spoke.
Stefan turned to face her and connected his hand, carefully tucking a hair of hair behind her ear. "It is more than perfect, Jenna. I can currently inform that our time here will be amazing," he said, his voice calming and deep.
Before Jenna understood it, they were sharing dinner and beverages on the beach, watching the sun start to dip toward the horizon. Their discussion 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 vanished behind the horizon, leaving them alone with a glowing moon and a light sea breeze. Stefan stood up and held out his hand to help Jenna to her feet. As she comprehended his hand, she felt an excitement of excitement 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 coastline. As they strolled, ocean water lapped gently at their bare feet, supplying the perfect soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan sometimes examined at Jenna with a smile and after that back to the horizon, producing a sense of comfortable silence between them.
After a while, the set discovered themselves back at their bungalow. 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 stopped briefly, gazing deeply into Jenna's eyes.
"Are you ready?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Jenna took a deep breath, her body aching for him, and nodded. "Yes, I want this," she replied, her voice shivering with anticipation.
Stefan led her to the bedroom, where he took the lead in undressing her gradually, with the tenderness of a lover, and not with the voracity that typically dominated these types of encounters. He explored her body with his hands and mouth, awakening unknown yearnings and desires within her.
She, in turn, undressed him, valuing Stefan's toned body and manly grace. They quickly fell into a rhythm of exploration and satisfaction, their mutual needs increasing as the night stretched on.
Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue skillfully assisted Jenna through a labyrinth of pleasure, taking her to heights she had never ever 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 began to sneak into the space, whispering an end to their night of enthusiasm, Jenna knew that the sun would increase on a new chapter of her life. One filled with newly found desires and unrestrained expedition.
And Stefan? He would forever be inscribed on her memory as a tip of what could occur when you took a chance on something unknown, just to discover the supreme enjoyment 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 help Jenna to her feet. Stefan sometimes looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, producing a sense of comfortable silence in between them.
With a flirty appearance, Stefan started to lead Jenna toward the open door, his strong hand never leaving her grip. As they crossed the limit, Stefan stopped briefly, looking deeply into Jenna's eyes.
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