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Jenna could not believe she was in fact doing this. A guy she had actually satisfied online, but one she already felt a connection to-- an elegant 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 actually sent her pictures, and she had admired his toned body and the naughty glint in his eye. Their interactions had actually been easy going and flirtatious, however Jenna knew that they would quickly be linked in the most intimate of methods.

As the airplane touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After checking out the resort and dropping her bags off in her gorgeous bungalow, 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 casual however powerful stance, giving Jenna a friendly, knowing smile.

"Hello Stefan, begun in. It's great to finally meet you," Jenna stated nervously, her face flushing as she stepped aside to let him into her haven.

Stefan walked in and started to walk around the bungalow, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the inviting king-size bed that dominated the master bed room. Jenna could feel her heart beat quicken as she viewed him stroll confidently around her short-lived home.

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

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

Prior to Jenna knew it, they were sharing supper and beverages on the beach, watching the sun start to dip towards the horizon. Their discussion streamed easily, both sharing stories and experiences, as they chuckled and delighted in each other's company. Jenna felt her destination for Stefan grows with each passing minute.

The sun finally disappeared behind the horizon, leaving them alone with a light sea and a glowing moon breeze. Stefan stood up and held out his hand to help Jenna to her feet. As she comprehended his hand, she felt an adventure of excitement as his fingers intertwined with hers.

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

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

After a while, the pair discovered themselves back at their cottage. With a flirty look, Stefan began to lead Jenna toward the open door, his strong hand never ever leaving her grip. As they crossed the limit, Stefan stopped briefly, looking 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 trembling with anticipation.

Stefan led her to the bed room, where he took the lead in undressing her slowly, with the tenderness of a lover, and not with the voracity that often controlled these types of encounters. He explored her body with his hands and mouth, awakening unknown cravings and desires within her.

She, in turn, undressed him, appreciating Stefan's toned body and manly grace. They rapidly fell under a rhythm of exploration and satisfaction, their mutual needs heightening as the night stretched on.

Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue expertly directed Jenna through a maze of satisfaction, taking her to heights she had actually never experienced prior to. Their intimate connection grew stronger as the hours passed, sustained by the envigorating 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 knew that the sun would rise on a new chapter of her life. One filled with newly found desires and unrestrained expedition.

And Stefan? He would permanently be imprinted on her memory as a pointer of what might occur when you gambled on something unidentified, just to find the ultimate pleasure that life needed to use.

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

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

With a flirty look, Stefan started to lead Jenna toward the open door, his strong hand never ever leaving her grip. As they crossed the limit, Stefan stopped briefly, looking deeply into Jenna's eyes.

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