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Jenna could not believe she was actually doing this. A luxurious vacation to the most secluded and idyllic island resort she could discover. And her buddy for this journey? A male she had actually satisfied online, but one she already felt a connection to-- an elegant escort called Stefan.

Jenna imagined his strong arms around her, the sensation of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet absolutely nothings in her ear. Their interactions had been easy going and flirty, however Jenna knew that they would quickly be connected in the most intimate of methods.

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

" Evening, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

A high, good-looking man stood in the entrance, his muscular arms crossed in a effective but casual position, giving Jenna a friendly, knowing smile.

"Hi Stefan, come on in. It's great to finally satisfy 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 welcoming king-size bed that controlled the bedroom. Jenna could feel her heartbeat quicken as she watched him stroll with confidence around her momentary house.

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

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

Prior to Jenna knew it, they were sharing supper and drinks on the beach, seeing the sun start to dip toward the horizon. Their conversation flowed easily, both sharing stories and experiences, as they chuckled and enjoyed each other's business. Jenna felt her tourist 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 up and held out his hand to help Jenna to her feet. As she comprehended his hand, she felt an excitement of excitement as his fingers intertwined with hers.

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

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

After a while, the pair discovered themselves back at their bungalow. With a flirtatious 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.

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

Jenna took a deep breath, her body aching for him, and nodded. "Yes, I desire this," she responded, her voice shivering with anticipation.

Stefan led her to the bed room, where he took the lead in undressing her slowly, with the inflammation of an enthusiast, and not with the voracity that typically 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 manly grace. They rapidly fell under 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 pleasure, taking her to heights she had actually never experienced prior to. Their intimate connection grew more powerful as the hours passed, sustained by the envigorating mix of desire, trust, and carnal exploration.

As the first light of day began to creep into the room, 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 newly found desires and unrestrained expedition.

And Stefan? He would forever be imprinted on her memory as a tip of what might happen when you took an opportunity on something unknown, just to discover the ultimate satisfaction that life had 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 periodically looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, producing a sense of comfortable silence between them.

With a flirtatious look, Stefan began to lead Jenna toward the open door, his strong hand never leaving her grip. As they crossed the limit, Stefan stopped briefly, staring deeply into Jenna's eyes.

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