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Jenna could not think she was really doing this. A guy she 'd fulfilled online, but one she already felt a connection to-- a luxurious escort called Stefan.

Jenna imagined his strong arms around her, the sensation of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet nothings in her ear. Their interactions had been flirty and easy going, however Jenna knew that they would soon be connected in the most intimate of ways.

As the aircraft touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After checking out the resort and dropping her bags off in her gorgeous cottage, she heard a knock at the door.

" Night, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

A high, handsome man stood in the entrance, his muscular arms crossed in a powerful however casual stance, providing Jenna a friendly, knowing smile.

"Hi there 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 sanctuary.

Stefan walked in and began to walk around the cottage, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the inviting king-size bed that controlled the bedroom. Jenna could feel her heart beat quicken as she enjoyed him roam confidently around her momentary home.

"I hope it's to your taste. I actually desired whatever to be best 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 currently tell that our time here will be amazing," he stated, his voice calming and deep.

Before Jenna understood it, they were sharing supper and drinks on the beach, watching the sun start to dip towards the horizon. Their discussion flowed quickly, both sharing stories and experiences, as they chuckled 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 light sea and a radiant moon breeze. Stefan stood and held out his hand to assist Jenna to her feet. As she grasped his hand, she felt an excitement of excitement as his fingers intertwined with hers.

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

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

After a while, the pair discovered themselves back at their bungalow. 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 ready?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Jenna took a deep breath, her body aching for him, and nodded. "Yes, I desire this," she replied, 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 lover, and not with the voracity that typically controlled 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, appreciating Stefan's toned body and manly grace. They quickly fell under a rhythm of expedition and enjoyment, their mutual requirements increasing 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 actually never experienced before. Their intimate connection grew more powerful as the hours passed, fueled by the intoxicating mix of desire, trust, and carnal expedition.

As the very first light of day began to sneak into the space, whispering an end to their night of passion, Jenna knew that the sun would increase on a new chapter of her life. One filled with newly found desires and unrestrained expedition.

And Stefan? He would permanently be inscribed on her memory as a reminder of what could take place when you gambled on something unknown, only 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 assist Jenna to her feet. Stefan occasionally looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfy silence between them.

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, staring deeply into Jenna's eyes.

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