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Jenna couldn't believe she was in fact doing this. A guy she had actually met online, however one she currently felt a connection to-- an elegant escort named 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 actually been easy going and flirty, but Jenna understood that they would quickly be connected in the most intimate of methods.

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

" Evening, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

A tall, good-looking man stood in the entrance, his muscular arms crossed in a effective however casual stance, giving Jenna a friendly, knowing smile.

"Hello Stefan, come on in. It's good to finally satisfy 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 cottage, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the welcoming king-size bed that dominated the bedroom. Jenna could feel her heartbeat quicken as she saw him wander with confidence around her momentary home.

"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 reached out his hand, carefully tucking a hair of hair behind her ear. "It is more than perfect, Jenna. I can currently tell that our time here will be extraordinary," he stated, his voice calming and deep.

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

The sun finally disappeared behind the horizon, leaving them alone with a light sea and a radiant moon breeze. Stefan stood and held out his hand to help Jenna to her feet. As she grasped his hand, she felt an excitement 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 shoreline. As they strolled, ocean water lapped carefully at their bare feet, supplying the best soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan occasionally looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, producing a sense of comfy silence in between them.

After a while, the pair discovered themselves back at their cottage. With a flirtatious appearance, Stefan began to lead Jenna towards 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 ready?" 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 replied, 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 typically controlled these kinds of encounters. He explored her body with his hands and mouth, awakening unidentified cravings and desires within her.

She, in turn, undressed him, appreciating 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 guided Jenna through a labyrinth of satisfaction, taking her to heights she had never experienced before. Their intimate connection grew stronger as the hours passed, sustained by the intoxicating combination of desire, trust, and carnal expedition.

As the first light of day began to sneak into the room, whispering an end to their night of passion, Jenna knew that the sun would rise on a new chapter of her life. One filled with newly found desires and unrestrained exploration.

And Stefan? He would permanently be imprinted on her memory as a suggestion of what might take place when you gambled on something unknown, just to discover the supreme 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 help Jenna to her feet. Stefan periodically looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfy silence in between them.

With a flirty 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, gazing deeply into Jenna's eyes.

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