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Jenna couldn't think she was really doing this. A man she had actually met online, however one she currently felt a connection to-- a glamorous escort named Stefan.

Jenna imagined 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 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 looking into the resort and dropping her bags off in her stunning cottage, she heard a knock at the door.

" Evening, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

A high, good-looking guy stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a casual but powerful stance, giving Jenna a friendly, knowing smile.

"Hey there Stefan, come on in. It's great to finally satisfy 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 bungalow, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the welcoming king-size bed that dominated the bedroom. Jenna could feel her heartbeat quicken as she viewed him roam with confidence around her short-lived house.

"I hope it's to your taste. I actually desired everything to be perfect 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 best, Jenna. I can currently inform that our time here will be unbelievable," he said, his voice relaxing and deep.

Before Jenna knew it, they were sharing dinner and beverages on the beach, seeing the sun start to dip toward the horizon. Their conversation flowed quickly, both sharing experiences and stories, as they laughed and enjoyed each other's business. Jenna felt her destination for Stefan grows with each passing minute.

The sun lastly vanished 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 grasped his hand, she felt an adventure of excitement as his fingers linked with hers.

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

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

After a while, the set discovered themselves back at their cottage. With a flirty appearance, Stefan began to lead Jenna toward the open door, his strong hand never ever leaving her grip. As they crossed the limit, Stefan stopped briefly, gazing 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 want this," she replied, her voice shivering with anticipation.

Stefan led her to the bed room, where he took the lead in undressing her slowly, 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 yearnings and desires within her.

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

Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue skillfully guided Jenna through a maze 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 exploration.

As the very first light of day started to sneak 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 newfound desires and unrestrained exploration.

And Stefan? He would permanently be inscribed on her memory as a suggestion of what could occur when you gambled on something unidentified, just to discover the supreme enjoyment that life had to offer.

Jenna felt her tourist attraction 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 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, gazing deeply into Jenna's eyes.

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