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Jenna could not believe she was in fact doing this. A guy she had actually met online, but one she already felt a connection to-- a glamorous 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 actually been easy going and flirty, however Jenna knew that they would quickly be linked in the most intimate of ways.

As the aircraft touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After inspecting into the resort and dropping her bags off in her beautiful cottage, she heard a knock at the door.

" Evening, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

A tall, handsome man stood in the entrance, his muscular arms crossed in a effective however casual 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 haven.

Stefan walked in and began to walk around the bungalow, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the welcoming king-size bed that dominated the bedroom. Jenna might feel her heart beat quicken as she enjoyed him stroll confidently around her temporary house.

"I hope it's to your preference. I actually wanted everything to be perfect for us," she stammered, having fun with her hair as she spoke.

Stefan relied on face her and reached out his hand, carefully tucking a hair of hair behind her ear. "It is more than perfect, Jenna. I can already inform that our time here will be unbelievable," he said, his voice calming and deep.

Prior to Jenna knew it, they were sharing supper 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 delighted in each other's company. Jenna felt her tourist attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.

The sun lastly vanished behind the horizon, leaving them alone with a light sea and a radiant moon 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 excitement as his fingers linked with hers.

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

Jenna nodded wordlessly as they wandered hand-in-hand 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 then back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfortable silence between them.

After a while, the set found 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 all set?" he asked, his voice hardly above a whisper.

Jenna took a deep breath, her body aching for him, and nodded. "Yes, I desire this," she replied, her voice trembling 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 often controlled these kinds 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 manly grace. They quickly fell under a rhythm of exploration and pleasure, their mutual needs increasing as the night stretched on.

Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue expertly directed Jenna through a labyrinth of pleasure, taking her to heights she had never ever experienced prior to. Their intimate connection grew stronger as the hours passed, fueled by the intoxicating mix 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 understood 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 permanently be inscribed on her memory as a reminder of what might take place when you took a chance on something unidentified, only to find the ultimate satisfaction that life had to offer.

Jenna felt her destination 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 comfy silence between them.

With a flirtatious look, Stefan started 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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