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Jenna couldn't think she was really doing this. A man she 'd met online, however one she already felt a connection to-- a glamorous escort named Stefan.

Jenna imagined his strong arms around her, the feeling of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet nothings in her ear. Their interactions had actually been flirtatious and easy going, however Jenna understood that they would soon be connected 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 stunning bungalow, she heard a knock at the door.

" Night, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

A tall, handsome male stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a casual however effective position, giving Jenna a friendly, knowing smile.

"Hello there Stefan, come on in. It's great to finally meet you," Jenna said nervously, her face flushing as she stepped aside to let him into her sanctuary.

Stefan walked in and started to walk around the bungalow, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the welcoming king-size bed that controlled the bedroom. Jenna might feel her heart beat quicken as she enjoyed him wander confidently around her momentary house.

"I hope it's to your preference. I truly desired whatever 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 extraordinary," he stated, his voice relaxing and deep.

Before Jenna knew it, they were sharing supper and beverages on the beach, viewing the sun start to dip towards the horizon. Their conversation flowed quickly, both sharing experiences and stories, as they laughed and delighted in each other's business. Jenna felt her tourist attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.

The sun lastly disappeared 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 grasped his hand, she felt an adventure of excitement as his fingers linked with hers.

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

Jenna nodded wordlessly as they wandered together along the coastline. As they walked, 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, creating a sense of comfortable silence in between them.

After a while, the pair discovered themselves back at their bungalow. With a flirty look, Stefan started 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.

"Are you all set?" 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 responded, her voice trembling with anticipation.

Stefan led her to the bed room, where he took the lead in undressing her slowly, with the inflammation of a fan, and not with the voracity that frequently controlled these kinds 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 quickly fell under a rhythm of expedition and satisfaction, their shared needs increasing as the night stretched on.

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

As the very first light of day started to creep into the room, 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 exploration.

And Stefan? He would permanently be inscribed on her memory as a suggestion of what could happen when you gambled on something unknown, only to discover the ultimate enjoyment that life needed to provide.

Jenna felt her attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.

Stefan stood up and held out his hand to assist Jenna to her feet. Stefan occasionally looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfy silence between them.

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

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