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Jenna could not think she was really doing this. An elegant vacation to the most secluded and idyllic island resort she might discover. And her companion for this journey? A man she 'd met online, but one she already felt a connection to-- an elegant escort called Stefan.

Jenna envisioned 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 been flirty and easy going, however 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 checking out the resort and dropping her bags off in her beautiful bungalow, she heard a knock at the door.

" Night, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

A tall, good-looking guy stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a powerful however casual stance, offering Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.

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

Stefan strolled in and started to stroll around the cottage, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the welcoming king-size bed that dominated the bedroom. Jenna might feel her heartbeat quicken as she enjoyed him roam with confidence around her momentary house.

"I hope it's to your taste. I actually wanted whatever to be ideal for us," she stammered, playing with her hair as she spoke.

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

Before Jenna understood it, they were sharing supper and drinks on the beach, enjoying the sun start to dip toward the horizon. Their conversation streamed easily, both sharing stories and experiences, as they chuckled 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 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 linked with hers.

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

Jenna nodded wordlessly as they wandered together along the coastline. As they strolled, ocean water lapped carefully at their bare feet, providing the perfect soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan periodically looked over at Jenna with a smile and after that back to the horizon, producing a sense of comfortable silence between them.

After a while, the pair discovered 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 stopped briefly, looking deeply into Jenna's eyes.

"Are you prepared?" 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 trembling with anticipation.

Stefan led her to the bed room, where he took the lead in undressing her slowly, with the tenderness of an enthusiast, and not with the voracity that typically controlled these types 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 expedition and satisfaction, their shared requirements heightening as the night extended on.

Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue expertly assisted Jenna through a maze of pleasure, taking her to heights she had never experienced prior to. Their intimate connection grew stronger as the hours passed, fueled by the intoxicating mix of desire, trust, and carnal exploration.

As the very first light of day began to creep into the space, whispering an end to their night of enthusiasm, Jenna knew 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 forever be inscribed on her memory as a tip of what might take place when you gambled on something unidentified, just to discover the supreme pleasure 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 sometimes looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfortable silence between them.

With a flirtatious look, Stefan began to lead Jenna toward the open door, his strong hand never leaving her grip. As they crossed the limit, Stefan stopped briefly, staring deeply into Jenna's eyes.

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