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Jenna couldn't think she was really doing this. A guy she 'd fulfilled online, but one she already felt a connection to-- a glamorous escort named 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 flirtatious and lighthearted, however Jenna knew that they would quickly be linked in the most intimate of ways.

As the aircraft touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After looking 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 high, good-looking man stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a powerful but casual position, giving Jenna a friendly, knowing smile.

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

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 controlled the master bedroom. Jenna might feel her heart beat quicken as she viewed him roam confidently around her short-term house.

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

Before Jenna understood it, they were sharing supper and drinks on the beach, watching the sun start to dip toward the horizon. Their conversation streamed easily, both sharing experiences and stories, 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 light sea and a radiant moon breeze. Stefan stood and held out his hand to assist Jenna to her feet. As she understood his hand, she felt a thrill 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 strolled, ocean water lapped gently at their bare feet, providing the ideal 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 between them.

After a while, the pair found themselves back at their bungalow. With a flirtatious look, Stefan started to lead Jenna toward the open door, his strong hand never leaving her grip. As they crossed the limit, Stefan paused, 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 want this," she responded, her voice trembling with anticipation.

Stefan led her to the bed room, where he took the lead in undressing her slowly, with the tenderness of a fan, and not with the voracity that typically dominated 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 mutual requirements increasing as the night extended on.

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

As the first light of day started to sneak into the space, 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 newfound desires and unrestrained expedition.

And Stefan? He would forever be inscribed on her memory as a pointer of what might occur when you gambled on something unknown, only to find the supreme pleasure 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 assist Jenna to her feet. Stefan sometimes looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, developing a sense of comfy silence in between them.

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 limit, Stefan paused, looking deeply into Jenna's eyes.

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