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Jenna could not think she was really doing this. A guy she had actually fulfilled online, however one she already felt a connection to-- an elegant escort called Stefan.
The weeks leading up to the trip were filled with anticipation. Jenna imagined his strong arms around her, the sensation of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet nothings in her ear. He had sent her images, and she had admired his toned body and the naughty sparkle in his eye. Their interactions had been easy going and flirty, but Jenna knew that they would quickly be connected in the most intimate of methods.
As the plane touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After checking out the resort and dropping her bags off in her stunning bungalow, she heard a knock at the door.
" Night, Jenna. I'm Stefan."
A high, handsome man stood in the entrance, his muscular arms crossed in a casual but effective position, providing Jenna a friendly, knowing smile.
"Hey there Stefan, begun in. It's nice to finally fulfill you," Jenna stated nervously, her face flushing as she stepped aside to let him into her haven.
Stefan strolled in and started to walk around the bungalow, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the inviting king-size bed that controlled the bedroom. Jenna could feel her heartbeat quicken as she watched him roam with confidence around her short-lived home.
"I hope it's to your taste. I really desired everything 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 hair of hair behind her ear. "It is more than perfect, Jenna. I can currently inform that our time here will be incredible," he said, his voice deep and relaxing.
Prior to Jenna understood it, they were sharing supper and drinks on the beach, seeing the sun start to dip toward the horizon. Their conversation flowed quickly, both sharing stories and experiences, as they chuckled and took pleasure 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 radiant moon and a light sea breeze. Stefan stood up and held out his hand to assist Jenna to her feet. As she grasped his hand, she felt an adventure 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 roamed together along the shoreline. As they walked, ocean water lapped carefully at their bare feet, providing the best soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan occasionally looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, developing a sense of comfortable silence in between them.
After a while, the pair found themselves back at their cottage. With a flirtatious appearance, Stefan started to lead Jenna toward the open door, his strong hand never leaving her grip. As they crossed the threshold, 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 want this," she responded, 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 typically dominated these types of encounters. He explored her body with his hands and mouth, awakening unidentified yearnings and desires within her.
She, in turn, undressed him, appreciating Stefan's toned body and masculine grace. They rapidly fell into a rhythm of exploration and pleasure, their shared needs increasing as the night extended on.
Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue skillfully guided Jenna through a maze of satisfaction, taking her to heights she had never experienced prior to. Their intimate connection grew stronger as the hours passed, sustained by the intoxicating mix of desire, trust, and carnal exploration.
As the first light of day started 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 newfound desires and unrestrained expedition.
And Stefan? He would permanently be imprinted on her memory as a reminder of what could happen when you gambled on something unknown, just to discover the supreme enjoyment that life needed to offer.
Jenna felt her destination 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, producing a sense of comfy silence between them.
With a flirtatious appearance, Stefan started 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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