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Jenna couldn't believe she was really doing this. An elegant getaway to the most idyllic and remote island resort she could find. And her buddy for this journey? A man she had actually satisfied online, but one she currently felt a connection to-- a glamorous 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 photos, and she had admired his toned body and the mischievous glint in his eye. Their interactions had been flirty and lighthearted, 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 examining into the resort and dropping her bags off in her gorgeous bungalow, she heard a knock at the door.

" Night, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

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

"Hi Stefan, begun in. It's great to finally satisfy you," Jenna said nervously, her face flushing as she stepped aside to let him into her sanctuary.

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 controlled the bedroom. Jenna could feel her heartbeat quicken as she viewed him wander confidently around her short-lived house.

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

Stefan relied on face her and connected his hand, gently tucking a hair of hair behind her ear. "It is more than best, Jenna. I can already inform that our time here will be extraordinary," he said, his voice soothing and deep.

Before Jenna understood 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 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 disappeared behind the horizon, leaving them alone with a light sea and a glowing moon breeze. Stefan stood and held out his hand to assist Jenna to her feet. As she comprehended 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 coastline. As they strolled, ocean water lapped carefully at their bare feet, offering the best soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan periodically examined at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, producing a sense of comfy silence between them.

After a while, the pair discovered themselves back at their bungalow. With a flirtatious look, Stefan began to lead Jenna toward the open door, his strong hand never ever leaving her grip. As they crossed the threshold, Stefan paused, looking deeply into Jenna's eyes.

"Are you all set?" 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 shivering with anticipation.

Stefan led her to the bed room, where he took the lead in undressing her gradually, 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 masculine grace. They quickly fell into a rhythm of expedition and pleasure, their shared needs increasing as the night extended on.

Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue expertly guided Jenna through a labyrinth of satisfaction, taking her to heights she had actually 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 very first light of day began to sneak into the space, whispering an end to their night of passion, Jenna knew that the sun would rise on a brand-new chapter of her life. One filled with newfound desires and unrestrained expedition.

And Stefan? He would forever be imprinted on her memory as a tip of what could occur when you gambled on something unidentified, just to discover the supreme satisfaction that life had to use.

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, developing a sense of comfortable silence between them.

With a flirty look, Stefan started 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.

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