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Jenna could not believe she was in fact doing this. A male she 'd satisfied online, however one she currently felt a connection to-- a luxurious escort named Stefan.
Jenna envisioned 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 easy going and flirtatious, however Jenna understood that they would soon be connected in the most intimate of methods.
As the aircraft 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.
" Night, Jenna. I'm Stefan."
A tall, good-looking man stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a effective but casual position, offering Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.
"Hi there Stefan, begun in. It's good to lastly fulfill you," Jenna said nervously, her face flushing as she stepped aside to let him into her sanctuary.
Stefan walked in and began to walk 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 saw him wander with confidence around her temporary house.
"I hope it's to your taste. I actually wanted whatever to be perfect for us," she stammered, playing with her hair as she spoke.
Stefan relied on face her and connected his hand, gently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "It is more than ideal, Jenna. I can already tell that our time here will be amazing," he said, his voice deep and calming.
Before Jenna understood it, they were sharing dinner and drinks on the beach, enjoying the sun start to dip toward the horizon. Their discussion flowed easily, both sharing stories and experiences, as they laughed and enjoyed each other's company. Jenna felt her destination for Stefan grows with each passing minute.
The sun finally vanished behind the horizon, leaving them alone with a glowing moon and a light sea breeze. Stefan stood up and held out his hand to help Jenna to her feet. As she comprehended his hand, she felt an excitement 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 together along the shoreline. As they strolled, ocean water lapped gently at their bare feet, offering the perfect soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan occasionally examined at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfy silence between them.
After a while, the pair discovered themselves back at their cottage. With a flirtatious appearance, Stefan began to lead Jenna toward the open door, his strong hand never leaving her grip. As they crossed the threshold, Stefan stopped briefly, staring deeply into Jenna's eyes.
"Are you prepared?" 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 fan, and not with the voracity that frequently dominated these types 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 masculine grace. They quickly fell under a rhythm of expedition and satisfaction, their shared needs heightening as the night extended on.
Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue skillfully directed Jenna through a maze of pleasure, taking her to heights she had never experienced before. Their intimate connection grew more powerful as the hours passed, fueled by the intoxicating combination of desire, trust, and carnal exploration.
As the first light of day began to sneak into the room, whispering an end to their night of passion, Jenna understood that the sun would increase on a brand-new chapter of her life. One filled with newfound desires and unrestrained exploration.
And Stefan? He would permanently be imprinted on her memory as a reminder of what might occur when you took an opportunity on something unidentified, only to find the supreme pleasure 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 help Jenna to her feet. Stefan occasionally looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfortable silence between them.
With a flirty appearance, Stefan began 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.
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