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Jenna could not think she was actually doing this. A man she 'd met online, but one she currently felt a connection to-- a glamorous escort called Stefan.

Jenna imagined his strong arms around her, the sensation of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet nothings in her ear. Their interactions had actually been flirtatious and lighthearted, but Jenna understood that they would soon be linked in the most intimate of ways.

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

" Evening, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

A high, good-looking male stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a powerful however casual position, providing Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.

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

Stefan strolled 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 bedroom. Jenna might feel her heart beat quicken as she enjoyed him wander with confidence around her momentary 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 connected his hand, carefully tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "It is more than perfect, Jenna. I can currently tell that our time here will be incredible," he said, his voice calming and deep.

Before Jenna understood it, they were sharing dinner and beverages on the beach, watching 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 company. 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 glowing moon breeze. Stefan stood up 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 intertwined with hers.

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

Jenna nodded wordlessly as they wandered hand-in-hand along the shoreline. As they walked, ocean water lapped carefully at their bare feet, providing the ideal soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan sometimes looked over at Jenna with a smile and then 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 flirty appearance, Stefan began to lead Jenna towards the open door, his strong hand never ever leaving her grip. As they crossed the threshold, Stefan paused, gazing deeply into Jenna's eyes.

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

Jenna took a deep breath, her body aching 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 slowly, with the inflammation of an enthusiast, and not with the voracity that frequently 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 expedition and enjoyment, their mutual requirements increasing as the night stretched on.

Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue expertly directed Jenna through a maze of pleasure, taking her to heights she had actually never experienced prior to. Their intimate connection grew more powerful as the hours passed, fueled by the envigorating combination of desire, trust, and carnal exploration.

As the first light of day began to sneak into the space, whispering an end to their night of enthusiasm, Jenna knew that the sun would increase on a brand-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 take place when you gambled on something unidentified, just to find 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 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 between them.

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

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