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Jenna couldn't believe she was really doing this. A male she 'd fulfilled online, but one she already felt a connection to-- a glamorous 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 easy going and flirty, however Jenna understood that they would quickly be linked in the most intimate of ways.

As the aircraft touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After looking into the resort and dropping her bags off in her gorgeous cottage, she heard a knock at the door.

" Night, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

A tall, handsome guy stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a casual however effective stance, giving Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.

"Hey there Stefan, come on in. It's nice to finally meet you," Jenna stated nervously, her face flushing as she stepped aside to let him into her haven.

Stefan walked in and started to walk around the bungalow, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the welcoming king-size bed that controlled the bedroom. Jenna might feel her heartbeat quicken as she watched him roam confidently around her short-lived home.

"I hope it's to your taste. I truly desired everything to be ideal for us," she stammered, having fun 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 best, Jenna. I can already tell that our time here will be incredible," he said, his voice soothing and deep.

Prior to Jenna understood it, they were sharing dinner and drinks on the beach, viewing the sun start to dip towards the horizon. Their discussion streamed quickly, both sharing stories and experiences, as they laughed and delighted in each other's business. Jenna felt her destination for Stefan grows with each passing minute.

The sun finally vanished behind the horizon, leaving them alone with a light sea and a glowing moon breeze. Stefan stood up and held out his hand to help Jenna to her feet. As she comprehended his hand, she felt a thrill of enjoyment as his fingers intertwined with hers.

"Let's 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 sometimes examined at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfortable silence in between them.

After a while, the set found themselves back at their cottage. With a flirty look, Stefan started to lead Jenna towards the open door, his strong hand never ever leaving her grip. As they crossed the limit, Stefan paused, staring deeply into Jenna's eyes.

"Are you ready?" 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 bed room, where he took the lead in undressing her gradually, with the inflammation of an enthusiast, and not with the voracity that frequently controlled these kinds of encounters. He explored her body with his hands and mouth, awakening unidentified yearnings and desires within her.

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

Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue expertly assisted Jenna through a maze 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 envigorating mix of desire, trust, and carnal exploration.

As the first light of day began to creep into the room, whispering an end to their night of enthusiasm, Jenna understood that the sun would increase on a new chapter of her life. One filled with newly found desires and unrestrained expedition.

And Stefan? He would forever be imprinted on her memory as a reminder of what could happen when you took an opportunity on something unidentified, just to discover the supreme pleasure 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 assist Jenna to her feet. Stefan occasionally looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, producing a sense of comfy silence between them.

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

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