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Jenna couldn't believe she was actually doing this. A man she had actually met online, but one she already felt a connection to-- an elegant escort called Stefan.

Jenna imagined his strong arms around her, the feeling of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet nothings in her ear. Their interactions had actually been lighthearted and flirtatious, however Jenna knew that they would soon be connected in the most intimate of methods.

As the airplane touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After checking 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 tall, handsome guy stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a effective however casual position, giving Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.

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

Stefan strolled in and began to walk around the cottage, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the welcoming king-size bed that dominated the master bedroom. Jenna might feel her heart beat quicken as she saw him wander confidently around her temporary home.

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

Stefan relied on face her and reached out his hand, carefully tucking a hair of hair behind her ear. "It is more than best, Jenna. I can already inform that our time here will be incredible," he stated, his voice deep and calming.

Prior to Jenna knew it, they were sharing dinner and beverages on the beach, enjoying the sun start to dip toward the horizon. Their discussion flowed easily, both sharing experiences and stories, as they chuckled and took pleasure in each other's business. Jenna felt her tourist attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.

The sun lastly vanished behind the horizon, leaving them alone with a light sea and a radiant moon breeze. Stefan stood and held out his hand to help Jenna to her feet. As she understood his hand, she felt an adventure of excitement as his fingers linked with hers.

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

Jenna nodded wordlessly as they roamed hand-in-hand along the shoreline. As they walked, ocean water lapped gently at their bare feet, supplying the best soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan sometimes looked over at Jenna with a smile and after that back to the horizon, producing a sense of comfy silence between them.

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

"Are you ready?" 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 trembling with anticipation.

Stefan led her to the bed room, where he took the lead in undressing her gradually, with the inflammation of a lover, and not with the voracity that often dominated these kinds of encounters. He explored her body with his hands and mouth, awakening unidentified cravings and desires within her.

She, in turn, undressed him, valuing Stefan's toned body and manly grace. They quickly fell under a rhythm of exploration and pleasure, their mutual requirements increasing as the night stretched on.

Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue skillfully assisted Jenna through a maze of enjoyment, taking her to heights she had actually never experienced prior to. Their intimate connection grew stronger as the hours passed, fueled by the envigorating mix of desire, trust, and carnal expedition.

As the first light of day started to sneak into the room, whispering an end to their night of passion, Jenna knew that the sun would increase on a brand-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 suggestion of what might happen when you gambled on something unidentified, only to find the ultimate satisfaction that life needed to use.

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 periodically looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, producing a sense of comfy silence in between them.

With a flirtatious appearance, Stefan started to lead Jenna towards 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.

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