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Jenna couldn't believe she was in fact doing this. A male she 'd met online, but one she already felt a connection to-- a glamorous escort called Stefan.
Jenna envisioned his strong arms around her, the feeling of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet nothings in her ear. Their interactions had been flirtatious and lighthearted, but Jenna knew that they would quickly be connected in the most intimate of ways.
As the plane touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After checking into the resort and dropping her bags off in her gorgeous bungalow, she heard a knock at the door.
" Evening, Jenna. I'm Stefan."
A tall, good-looking man stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a casual however effective stance, offering Jenna a friendly, knowing smile.
"Hello there Stefan, begun in. It's nice to lastly satisfy you," Jenna said nervously, her face flushing as she stepped aside to let him into her sanctuary.
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 bedroom. Jenna might feel her heart beat quicken as she viewed him stroll confidently around her short-term house.
"I hope it's to your liking. I actually desired whatever to be perfect for us," she stammered, playing with her hair as she spoke.
Stefan relied on 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 tell that our time here will be unbelievable," he said, his voice deep and soothing.
Before Jenna knew it, they were sharing supper and beverages on the beach, seeing the sun start to dip toward the horizon. Their conversation streamed easily, both sharing stories and experiences, as they chuckled 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 radiant moon and a light sea breeze. Stefan stood and held out his hand to help Jenna to her feet. As she grasped his hand, she felt an adventure of enjoyment as his fingers intertwined with hers.
"Let's take a walk along the beach," he recommended with a warm smile.
Jenna nodded wordlessly as they roamed hand-in-hand along the coastline. As they strolled, ocean water lapped gently at their bare feet, supplying the best soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan periodically examined at Jenna with a smile and after that back to the horizon, developing a sense of comfy silence in between them.
After a while, the set 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 paused, looking deeply into Jenna's eyes.
"Are you all set?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Jenna took a deep breath, her body aching for him, and nodded. "Yes, I desire this," she replied, her voice shivering 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 often 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, valuing Stefan's toned body and masculine grace. They rapidly fell under a rhythm of exploration and enjoyment, their shared needs increasing as the night extended on.
Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue skillfully guided Jenna through a labyrinth of satisfaction, taking her to heights she had actually never ever experienced before. Their intimate connection grew more powerful as the hours passed, sustained by the intoxicating combination of desire, trust, and carnal exploration.
As the first light of day began to sneak into the room, whispering an end to their night of passion, Jenna understood that the sun would increase on a new chapter of her life. One filled with newly found desires and unrestrained exploration.
And Stefan? He would forever be imprinted on her memory as a pointer of what could occur when you gambled on something unidentified, only to find the supreme enjoyment that life needed to use.
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 in between them.
With a flirty appearance, Stefan started to lead Jenna toward the open door, his strong hand never leaving her grip. As they crossed the threshold, Stefan paused, looking deeply into Jenna's eyes.
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