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Jenna could not think she was actually doing this. A guy she had actually met online, however 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 feeling of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet absolutely nothings in her ear. He had sent her pictures, and she had actually appreciated his toned body and the mischievous glint in his eye. Their interactions had been flirty and easy going, but Jenna understood that they would quickly 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 gorgeous cottage, she heard a knock at the door.

" Evening, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

A tall, good-looking guy stood in the entrance, his muscular arms crossed in a casual however powerful stance, providing Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.

"Hi Stefan, come on in. It's nice to finally fulfill you," Jenna said nervously, her face flushing as she stepped aside to let him into her haven.

Stefan walked in and started to stroll around the cottage, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the inviting king-size bed that dominated the bedroom. Jenna could feel her heartbeat quicken as she saw him stroll confidently around her short-lived home.

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

Stefan turned to face her and connected his hand, gently tucking a hair of hair behind her ear. "It is more than perfect, Jenna. I can currently inform that our time here will be amazing," he said, his voice deep and calming.

Before Jenna understood it, they were sharing supper and drinks on the beach, enjoying the sun start to dip towards the horizon. Their conversation flowed easily, both sharing stories and experiences, as they laughed and enjoyed each other's company. 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 glowing moon breeze. Stefan stood and held out his hand to assist Jenna to her feet. As she understood his hand, she felt a thrill of excitement as his fingers linked with hers.

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

Jenna nodded wordlessly as they wandered together along the shoreline. As they strolled, ocean water lapped gently at their bare feet, offering the best soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan sometimes looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfortable silence in between them.

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

"Are you prepared?" 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 trembling 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 often dominated these types of encounters. He explored her body with his hands and mouth, awakening unknown yearnings and desires within her.

She, in turn, undressed him, valuing Stefan's toned body and masculine grace. They rapidly fell into a rhythm of exploration and enjoyment, their shared needs increasing as the night extended on.

Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue skillfully guided Jenna through a labyrinth of satisfaction, taking her to heights she had actually never ever experienced before. Their intimate connection grew stronger as the hours passed, sustained by the intoxicating combination of desire, trust, and carnal expedition.

As the very 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 brand-new chapter of her life. One filled with newly found desires and unrestrained exploration.

And Stefan? He would permanently be inscribed on her memory as a pointer of what could happen when you took a chance on something unidentified, just to find the ultimate pleasure that life needed to provide.

Jenna felt her destination for Stefan grows with each passing minute.

Stefan stood up and held out his hand to help Jenna to her feet. Stefan periodically looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, developing a sense of comfy silence between them.

With a flirtatious look, 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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