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Jenna couldn't think she was in fact doing this. A male she 'd satisfied online, however one she currently felt a connection to-- an elegant 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 flirty and lighthearted, however Jenna understood that they would soon be linked in the most intimate of methods.

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

" Night, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

A high, handsome guy stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a casual however powerful stance, offering Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.

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

Stefan walked in and started to stroll 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 viewed him stroll with confidence around her short-lived house.

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

Stefan relied on face her and connected his hand, carefully tucking a hair of hair behind her ear. "It is more than perfect, Jenna. I can already inform that our time here will be extraordinary," he said, his voice soothing and deep.

Prior to Jenna understood it, they were sharing supper and drinks on the beach, viewing the sun start to dip towards the horizon. Their discussion streamed quickly, both sharing stories and experiences, as they chuckled and delighted in each other's business. 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 up and held out his hand to help Jenna to her feet. As she understood his hand, she felt an excitement of enjoyment as his fingers intertwined with hers.

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

Jenna nodded wordlessly as they roamed together along the shoreline. As they walked, ocean water lapped carefully at their bare feet, offering the perfect soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan sometimes looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, developing a sense of comfortable silence in between them.

After a while, the pair discovered themselves back at their bungalow. With a flirtatious appearance, 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, staring deeply into Jenna's eyes.

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

Jenna took a deep breath, her body hurting for him, and nodded. "Yes, I desire 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 lover, and not with the voracity that often dominated these types of encounters. He explored her body with his hands and mouth, awakening unknown cravings and desires within her.

She, in turn, undressed him, appreciating Stefan's toned body and masculine grace. They rapidly fell under a rhythm of expedition and pleasure, their shared requirements heightening as the night extended on.

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

As the first light of day started to sneak into the space, whispering an end to their night of passion, Jenna understood that the sun would rise on a brand-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 occur when you took a possibility on something unidentified, only to discover the ultimate satisfaction that life had to use.

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

Stefan stood up and held out his hand to help Jenna to her feet. Stefan periodically looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, producing a sense of comfy silence in 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 threshold, Stefan stopped briefly, gazing deeply into Jenna's eyes.

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