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Brothels Cree, Ireland

Jenna could not believe she was actually doing this. An elegant getaway to the most idyllic and secluded island resort she could discover. And her buddy for this journey? A guy she 'd met online, but one she already felt a connection to-- a glamorous escort named Stefan.

Jenna imagined 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 lighthearted and flirtatious, but Jenna understood that they would soon 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.

" Night, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

A high, handsome guy stood in the entrance, his muscular arms crossed in a casual but effective position, providing Jenna a friendly, knowing smile.

"Hey there Stefan, begun in. It's nice to lastly fulfill 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 cottage, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the inviting king-size bed that dominated the bedroom. Jenna might feel her heartbeat quicken as she watched him roam confidently around her momentary home.

"I hope it's to your preference. I truly desired whatever to be best for us," she stammered, playing with her hair as she spoke.

Stefan relied on face her and reached out his hand, carefully tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "It is more than ideal, Jenna. I can currently inform that our time here will be amazing," he said, his voice soothing and deep.

Prior to Jenna knew it, they were sharing supper and beverages on the beach, seeing the sun start to dip toward the horizon. Their conversation flowed quickly, 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 help Jenna to her feet. As she understood 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 wandered together along the shoreline. As they walked, ocean water lapped gently at their bare feet, offering the best soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan occasionally looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, producing a sense of comfortable silence between them.

After a while, the pair found themselves back at their cottage. 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, gazing deeply into Jenna's eyes.

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

Jenna took a deep breath, her body hurting for him, and nodded. "Yes, I want this," she responded, her voice trembling with anticipation.

Stefan led her to the bedroom, where he took the lead in undressing her slowly, with the inflammation of a fan, and not with the voracity that frequently controlled 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, appreciating Stefan's toned body and manly grace. They rapidly fell under a rhythm of expedition and enjoyment, their shared requirements 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 never experienced before. Their intimate connection grew more powerful as the hours passed, fueled by the envigorating combination of desire, trust, and carnal expedition.

As the first light of day began to creep 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 newly found desires and unrestrained exploration.

And Stefan? He would permanently be imprinted on her memory as a suggestion of what could take place when you took an opportunity on something unidentified, only to discover the ultimate pleasure that life had 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 sometimes looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfortable silence between them.

With a flirtatious look, Stefan began to lead Jenna toward the open door, his strong hand never ever leaving her grip. As they crossed the threshold, Stefan stopped briefly, gazing deeply into Jenna's eyes.

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