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Jenna could not think she was actually doing this. A man she 'd fulfilled online, however one she currently felt a connection to-- an elegant escort named Stefan.

Jenna envisioned 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 been flirtatious and easy going, but Jenna understood that they would soon be connected 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 beautiful 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 effective but casual position, offering Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.

"Hello Stefan, begun in. It's good to lastly satisfy 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 bungalow, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the inviting king-size bed that dominated the master bed room. Jenna might feel her heartbeat quicken as she saw him stroll with confidence around her short-term home.

"I hope it's to your preference. I actually wanted everything 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, gently tucking a hair 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 relaxing and deep.

Prior to Jenna knew it, they were sharing dinner and drinks on the beach, watching the sun start to dip toward the horizon. Their conversation flowed quickly, both sharing stories and experiences, as they chuckled and enjoyed each other's company. Jenna felt her tourist attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.

The sun lastly disappeared behind the horizon, leaving them alone with a light sea and a radiant moon breeze. Stefan stood up and held out his hand to assist Jenna to her feet. As she grasped his hand, she felt an adventure of enjoyment as his fingers linked with hers.

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

Jenna nodded wordlessly as they wandered together along the coastline. As they strolled, ocean water lapped carefully at their bare feet, offering the best soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan occasionally examined at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, producing a sense of comfy silence in between them.

After a while, the set discovered themselves back at their cottage. With a flirtatious look, Stefan began to lead Jenna towards the open door, his strong hand never leaving her grip. As they crossed the threshold, Stefan stopped briefly, staring deeply into Jenna's eyes.

"Are you ready?" 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 shivering with anticipation.

Stefan led her to the bedroom, where he took the lead in undressing her gradually, with the tenderness of a fan, and not with the voracity that often 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 masculine grace. They rapidly fell under a rhythm of expedition and enjoyment, their mutual requirements heightening as the night stretched on.

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

As the very first light of day started to sneak into the room, whispering an end to their night of enthusiasm, Jenna understood 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 inscribed on her memory as a reminder of what might take place when you gambled on something unidentified, just to discover the supreme pleasure that life needed to offer.

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

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

With a flirtatious look, 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.

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