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Jenna couldn't think she was really doing this. A man she 'd satisfied online, but one she already felt a connection to-- a luxurious escort named Stefan.

Jenna pictured his strong arms around her, the sensation of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet absolutely nothings in her ear. Their interactions had actually been lighthearted and flirtatious, however Jenna understood that they would soon be linked in the most intimate of methods.

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

" Night, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

A tall, handsome man stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a effective but casual stance, providing Jenna a friendly, knowing smile.

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

Stefan walked in and started to stroll around the cottage, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the inviting king-size bed that dominated the master bedroom. Jenna could feel her heart beat quicken as she saw him wander confidently around her short-lived house.

"I hope it's to your liking. I truly desired everything to be best for us," she stammered, having fun with her hair as she spoke.

Stefan relied on face her and connected his hand, gently tucking a hair of hair behind her ear. "It is more than ideal, Jenna. I can currently tell that our time here will be incredible," he stated, his voice soothing and deep.

Before Jenna knew it, they were sharing dinner and drinks on the beach, watching the sun start to dip towards the horizon. Their conversation streamed easily, both sharing experiences and stories, as they laughed and enjoyed each other's business. Jenna felt her tourist attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.

The sun lastly disappeared 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 grasped his hand, she felt a thrill of enjoyment as his fingers intertwined with hers.

"Let's take a 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 carefully at their bare feet, supplying the perfect soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan occasionally examined at Jenna with a smile and after that back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfy silence in between them.

After a while, the pair discovered 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 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 replied, her voice shivering with anticipation.

Stefan led her to the bed room, where he took the lead in undressing her slowly, with the inflammation of a fan, and not with the voracity that typically controlled these types of encounters. He explored her body with his hands and mouth, awakening unidentified yearnings and desires within her.

She, in turn, undressed him, valuing Stefan's toned body and masculine grace. They quickly fell under 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 enjoyment, taking her to heights she had actually never ever experienced prior to. Their intimate connection grew stronger as the hours passed, sustained by the intoxicating combination of desire, trust, and carnal exploration.

As the first light of day began to creep into the room, 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 newfound desires and unrestrained expedition.

And Stefan? He would forever be imprinted on her memory as a reminder of what could take place when you took an opportunity on something unidentified, only to find the supreme satisfaction that life needed to offer.

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

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

With a flirty look, Stefan started to lead Jenna toward 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.

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