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

Jenna pictured 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 flirty and easy going, but Jenna understood that they would soon be connected in the most intimate of methods.

As the airplane touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After exploring 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 man stood in the entrance, his muscular arms crossed in a casual but effective stance, giving Jenna a friendly, knowing smile.

"Hi Stefan, begun 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 walked in and began 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 heart beat quicken as she viewed him wander confidently around her short-lived house.

"I hope it's to your preference. I actually wanted everything to be perfect for us," she stammered, playing with her hair as she spoke.

Stefan turned to face her and reached out his hand, gently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "It is more than best, Jenna. I can already tell that our time here will be unbelievable," he stated, his voice deep and calming.

Prior to Jenna knew it, they were sharing dinner and beverages on the beach, viewing the sun start to dip towards the horizon. Their conversation streamed 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 finally disappeared behind the horizon, leaving them alone with a radiant moon and a light sea breeze. Stefan stood and held out his hand to assist Jenna to her feet. As she understood his hand, she felt an excitement of enjoyment as his fingers intertwined with hers.

"Let's take a walk along the beach," he suggested 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, providing the perfect soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan sometimes examined at Jenna with a smile and after that back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfortable silence in between them.

After a while, the set found themselves back at their bungalow. 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 stopped briefly, staring deeply into Jenna's eyes.

"Are you prepared?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Jenna took a deep breath, her body hurting for him, and nodded. "Yes, I desire 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 inflammation of a fan, and not with the voracity that frequently 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 rapidly fell into a rhythm of expedition and enjoyment, their shared requirements increasing as the night extended on.

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

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 rise on a 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 tip of what could take place when you took a chance on something unidentified, just to find the ultimate satisfaction that life had to provide.

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, developing a sense of comfy silence in 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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