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

The weeks leading up to the trip were filled with anticipation. Jenna pictured his strong arms around her, the sensation of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet nothings in her ear. He had sent her pictures, and she had actually appreciated his toned body and the naughty glint in his eye. Their interactions had been lighthearted and flirty, but Jenna understood that they would quickly be connected in the most intimate of methods.

As the aircraft touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After checking into 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, good-looking guy stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a powerful but casual stance, offering Jenna a friendly, knowing smile.

"Hi Stefan, come on in. It's nice to lastly satisfy you," Jenna stated nervously, her face flushing as she stepped aside to let him into her haven.

Stefan strolled in and began to stroll around the cottage, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the inviting king-size bed that dominated the bedroom. Jenna might feel her heartbeat quicken as she saw him wander confidently around her short-term house.

"I hope it's to your preference. I really desired everything to be best for us," she stammered, playing 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 best, Jenna. I can currently inform that our time here will be amazing," he stated, his voice relaxing and deep.

Prior to Jenna understood it, they were sharing supper and drinks on the beach, enjoying the sun start to dip towards the horizon. Their conversation streamed quickly, both sharing experiences and stories, as they chuckled and delighted in each other's company. Jenna felt her tourist attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.

The sun finally disappeared behind the horizon, leaving them alone with a radiant 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 adventure 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 coastline. As they strolled, ocean water lapped gently at their bare feet, supplying the perfect 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 found themselves back at their cottage. With a flirtatious 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, staring deeply into Jenna's eyes.

"Are you all set?" 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 bedroom, where he took the lead in undressing her gradually, with the inflammation of a lover, and not with the voracity that frequently controlled these types of encounters. He explored her body with his hands and mouth, awakening unknown yearnings and desires within her.

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

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

As the first light of day started to creep 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 newfound desires and unrestrained expedition.

And Stefan? He would permanently be imprinted on her memory as a tip of what could take place when you took a possibility on something unidentified, just to find the supreme satisfaction that life had to provide.

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 sometimes looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, developing a sense of comfortable silence between them.

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

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