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Jenna could not think she was in fact doing this. A guy she had actually fulfilled online, but one she currently felt a connection to-- an elegant escort named Stefan.

Jenna pictured his strong arms around her, the feeling of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet nothings in her ear. Their interactions had been easy going and flirty, but Jenna understood that they would soon be linked in the most intimate of ways.

As the airplane touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After looking 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 tall, handsome man stood in the entrance, his muscular arms crossed in a powerful however casual position, giving Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.

"Hey 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 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 could feel her heartbeat quicken as she viewed him stroll with confidence around her short-term home.

"I hope it's to your preference. I actually wanted whatever to be ideal for us," she stammered, playing with her hair as she spoke.

Stefan turned to face her and connected his hand, gently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "It is more than best, Jenna. I can currently tell that our time here will be extraordinary," he said, his voice deep and relaxing.

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

The sun finally disappeared behind the horizon, leaving them alone with a light sea and a glowing moon breeze. Stefan stood and held out his hand to help Jenna to her feet. As she understood his hand, she felt a thrill 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 hand-in-hand along the coastline. As they walked, ocean water lapped gently at their bare feet, offering the best soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan sometimes examined at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfy silence in between them.

After a while, the set discovered themselves back at their cottage. With a flirtatious appearance, Stefan began to lead Jenna toward the open door, his strong hand never leaving her grip. As they crossed the limit, Stefan paused, gazing 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 desire 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 inflammation of an enthusiast, and not with the voracity that often controlled 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, valuing Stefan's toned body and masculine grace. They rapidly fell under a rhythm of exploration and enjoyment, their mutual requirements increasing as the night extended on.

Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue skillfully guided Jenna through a labyrinth of enjoyment, taking her to heights she had never 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 began to sneak into the room, whispering an end to their night of enthusiasm, Jenna knew 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 forever be imprinted on her memory as a suggestion of what might occur when you took a possibility 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 assist Jenna to her feet. Stefan sometimes looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfortable silence between them.

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

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