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Jenna could not think she was in fact doing this. A man she 'd fulfilled online, however one she already felt a connection to-- an elegant escort called Stefan.

Jenna pictured 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, but Jenna understood that they would quickly be connected in the most intimate of methods.

As the airplane touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After checking into the resort and dropping her bags off in her stunning bungalow, she heard a knock at the door.

" Evening, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

A high, handsome man stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a casual however effective position, giving Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.

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

Stefan strolled in and began to walk around the cottage, 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 wander confidently around her momentary house.

"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 connected his hand, carefully tucking a hair of hair behind her ear. "It is more than ideal, Jenna. I can currently tell that our time here will be extraordinary," he stated, his voice calming and deep.

Before Jenna understood it, they were sharing supper and drinks on the beach, enjoying the sun start to dip towards the horizon. Their conversation flowed easily, both sharing stories and experiences, as they chuckled and took pleasure in each other's business. Jenna felt her attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.

The sun lastly vanished behind the horizon, leaving them alone with a glowing moon and a light sea 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 intertwined with hers.

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

Jenna nodded wordlessly as they roamed hand-in-hand along the shoreline. As they strolled, ocean water lapped gently at their bare feet, offering the perfect soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan periodically looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, producing a sense of comfy silence between them.

After a while, the set found themselves back at their cottage. With a flirty look, Stefan began to lead Jenna towards the open door, his strong hand never ever leaving her grip. As they crossed the limit, Stefan paused, 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 replied, her voice shivering with anticipation.

Stefan led her to the bed room, where he took the lead in undressing her gradually, with the tenderness of a fan, and not with the voracity that typically 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 rapidly fell under a rhythm of expedition and satisfaction, their shared needs increasing as the night stretched on.

Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue skillfully assisted Jenna through a maze of pleasure, taking her to heights she had actually never ever experienced prior to. Their intimate connection grew stronger as the hours passed, fueled by the envigorating mix of desire, trust, and carnal exploration.

As the 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 exploration.

And Stefan? He would forever be imprinted on her memory as a reminder of what might happen when you took a possibility on something unidentified, just to find the ultimate pleasure that life needed to provide.

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

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

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

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