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Jenna could not think she was in fact doing this. A guy she had actually satisfied online, but one she currently felt a connection to-- a glamorous escort called Stefan.

Jenna pictured his strong arms around her, the feeling of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet absolutely nothings in her ear. Their interactions had actually been easy going and flirty, however Jenna knew that they would quickly be linked in the most intimate of ways.

As the plane touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After checking 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 man stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a casual but effective stance, giving Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.

"Hello Stefan, come on in. It's great to lastly satisfy you," Jenna said nervously, her face flushing as she stepped aside to let him into her sanctuary.

Stefan walked in and started to stroll around the bungalow, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the welcoming king-size bed that controlled the bedroom. Jenna might feel her heart beat quicken as she watched him stroll with confidence around her temporary home.

"I hope it's to your taste. I truly desired everything to be perfect for us," she stammered, playing with her hair as she spoke.

Stefan relied on face her and connected 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 extraordinary," he said, his voice calming and deep.

Prior to Jenna understood it, they were sharing dinner and drinks on the beach, watching the sun start to dip toward the horizon. Their discussion flowed quickly, both sharing experiences and stories, as they chuckled and took pleasure in each other's company. Jenna felt her destination 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 grasped his hand, she felt an excitement of enjoyment 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 perfect soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan sometimes examined at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfy silence in between them.

After a while, the set found themselves back at their bungalow. With a flirty appearance, Stefan began to lead Jenna toward the open door, his strong hand never leaving her grip. As they crossed the threshold, Stefan stopped briefly, looking deeply into Jenna's eyes.

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

Jenna took a deep breath, her body aching for him, and nodded. "Yes, I desire this," she replied, her voice shivering with anticipation.

Stefan led her to the bedroom, where he took the lead in undressing her slowly, with the inflammation 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 unidentified yearnings and desires within her.

She, in turn, undressed him, valuing Stefan's toned body and masculine grace. They quickly fell into a rhythm of exploration and pleasure, their mutual requirements increasing as the night extended on.

Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue expertly assisted Jenna through a maze of pleasure, taking her to heights she had actually never experienced before. Their intimate connection grew stronger as the hours passed, sustained 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 enthusiasm, Jenna understood 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 imprinted on her memory as a suggestion of what could happen when you gambled on something unknown, just to discover the ultimate pleasure that life had to use.

Jenna felt her tourist attraction 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, producing a sense of comfortable silence in between them.

With a flirty look, Stefan started to lead Jenna towards the open door, his strong hand never ever leaving her grip. As they crossed the threshold, Stefan paused, gazing deeply into Jenna's eyes.

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