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Jenna could not think she was really doing this. A man she 'd met online, however one she currently felt a connection to-- an elegant escort called Stefan.

The weeks leading up to the journey were filled with anticipation. Jenna pictured his strong arms around her, the sensation of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet absolutely nothings in her ear. He had sent her pictures, and she had actually admired his toned body and the mischievous sparkle in his eye. Their interactions had been easy going and flirtatious, but Jenna understood that they would soon be linked in the most intimate of ways.

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

" Evening, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

A high, handsome guy stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a casual but effective stance, giving Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.

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

Stefan walked in and began to stroll around the cottage, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the inviting king-size bed that controlled the bedroom. Jenna might feel her heart beat quicken as she watched him roam with confidence around her short-term home.

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

Stefan turned to face her and reached out his hand, carefully tucking a hair of hair behind her ear. "It is more than ideal, Jenna. I can already tell that our time here will be amazing," he said, his voice calming and deep.

Prior to Jenna knew it, they were sharing supper and beverages on the beach, seeing the sun start to dip toward 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 disappeared behind the horizon, leaving them alone with a light sea and a glowing moon breeze. Stefan stood up and held out his hand to help Jenna to her feet. As she understood his hand, she felt a thrill of excitement as his fingers linked with hers.

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

Jenna nodded wordlessly as they wandered together along the shoreline. As they strolled, ocean water lapped carefully at their bare feet, supplying the best soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan sometimes looked over at Jenna with a smile and after that back to the horizon, developing a sense of comfy silence between them.

After a while, the pair found themselves back at their bungalow. With a flirtatious look, Stefan started to lead Jenna towards the open door, his strong hand never ever leaving her grip. As they crossed the limit, 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 aching for him, and nodded. "Yes, I want this," she responded, her voice shivering with anticipation.

Stefan led her to the bed room, where he took the lead in undressing her gradually, with the tenderness of a lover, and not with the voracity that typically dominated these kinds of encounters. He explored her body with his hands and mouth, awakening unidentified cravings and desires within her.

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

Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue skillfully assisted Jenna through a labyrinth of pleasure, taking her to heights she had never ever experienced prior to. Their intimate connection grew more powerful as the hours passed, sustained by the intoxicating mix 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 increase on a brand-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 suggestion of what might take place when you took a possibility on something unidentified, only to find the ultimate pleasure that life had to provide.

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 occasionally looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, developing a sense of comfortable silence in 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 threshold, Stefan paused, staring deeply into Jenna's eyes.

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