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Jenna could not think she was in fact doing this. A guy she 'd fulfilled online, but one she currently felt a connection to-- an elegant escort called 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 lighthearted and flirtatious, but Jenna knew that they would quickly be connected in the most intimate of methods.

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

" Night, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

A high, handsome male stood in the entrance, his muscular arms crossed in a effective however casual stance, providing Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.

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

Stefan strolled in and began to stroll around the cottage, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the inviting king-size bed that dominated the master bed room. Jenna could feel her heart beat quicken as she enjoyed him roam with confidence around her temporary home.

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

Stefan relied on 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 unbelievable," he stated, his voice calming and deep.

Prior to Jenna knew it, they were sharing supper and drinks on the beach, viewing the sun start to dip toward the horizon. Their discussion flowed easily, both sharing stories and experiences, as they chuckled and enjoyed each other's business. Jenna felt her destination 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 and held out his hand to help Jenna to her feet. As she understood 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 wandered together along the shoreline. As they walked, ocean water lapped gently at their bare feet, offering the ideal soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan occasionally examined at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, developing a sense of comfortable silence in between them.

After a while, the set found themselves back at their cottage. 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 limit, Stefan paused, gazing deeply into Jenna's eyes.

"Are you all set?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Jenna took a deep breath, her body hurting for him, and nodded. "Yes, I desire this," she responded, her voice trembling with anticipation.

Stefan led her to the bedroom, where he took the lead in undressing her slowly, with the inflammation of an enthusiast, and not with the voracity that typically dominated these types 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 pleasure, their shared requirements increasing as the night stretched on.

Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue skillfully directed Jenna through a labyrinth of enjoyment, taking her to heights she had never ever experienced prior to. Their intimate connection grew stronger as the hours passed, fueled by the intoxicating combination of desire, trust, and carnal exploration.

As the first light of day started to sneak into the space, whispering an end to their night of enthusiasm, Jenna understood that the sun would rise 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 gambled on something unknown, only to discover the ultimate satisfaction that life needed to offer.

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 occasionally looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfy silence between them.

With a flirtatious appearance, Stefan began to lead Jenna towards 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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