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Jenna could not think she was really doing this. A male she had actually satisfied online, but one she currently felt a connection to-- a luxurious escort named 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 easy going and flirtatious, but Jenna knew that they would quickly be connected in the most intimate of methods.

As the plane 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.

" Night, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

A tall, handsome male stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a effective however casual stance, offering Jenna a friendly, knowing smile.

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

Stefan walked in and began to walk around the cottage, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the inviting king-size bed that dominated the bedroom. Jenna could feel her heartbeat quicken as she viewed him stroll confidently around her short-lived home.

"I hope it's to your preference. 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, carefully tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "It is more than best, Jenna. I can already tell that our time here will be extraordinary," he said, his voice soothing and deep.

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 quickly, both sharing experiences and stories, as they laughed and delighted in each other's company. Jenna felt her tourist 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 comprehended his hand, she felt an excitement of enjoyment as his fingers linked 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, supplying the best soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan sometimes examined at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, developing a sense of comfortable silence between them.

After a while, the pair found themselves back at their cottage. With a flirty look, Stefan began to lead Jenna towards the open door, his strong hand never ever leaving her grip. As they crossed the threshold, Stefan stopped briefly, looking deeply into Jenna's eyes.

"Are you ready?" 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 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 fan, and not with the voracity that often controlled these kinds of encounters. He explored her body with his hands and mouth, awakening unknown 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 enjoyment, their shared requirements increasing as the night extended on.

Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue expertly directed Jenna through a labyrinth of enjoyment, taking her to heights she had actually 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 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 brand-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 pointer of what might occur when you gambled on something unknown, just to discover the supreme satisfaction that life needed to provide.

Jenna felt her destination 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 between them.

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

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