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Jenna couldn't think she was in fact doing this. A man she 'd satisfied online, but one she already felt a connection to-- an elegant escort called Stefan.

Jenna envisioned 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 flirtatious and easy going, however Jenna understood that they would quickly be linked in the most intimate of methods.

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

" Evening, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

A high, good-looking guy stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a powerful however casual stance, offering Jenna a friendly, knowing smile.

"Hey there Stefan, come on in. It's good to finally fulfill you," Jenna said nervously, her face flushing as she stepped aside to let him into her haven.

Stefan walked in and started to walk around the bungalow, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the inviting king-size bed that dominated the bedroom. Jenna might feel her heart beat quicken as she saw him stroll with confidence around her temporary home.

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

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

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

The sun lastly disappeared behind the horizon, leaving them alone with a light sea and a radiant moon breeze. Stefan stood up and held out his hand to assist Jenna to her feet. As she comprehended his hand, she felt an excitement of enjoyment as his fingers intertwined with hers.

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

Jenna nodded wordlessly as they roamed hand-in-hand along the shoreline. As they strolled, ocean water lapped gently at their bare feet, offering the best soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan occasionally looked over at Jenna with a smile and after that back to the horizon, producing a sense of comfy silence in between them.

After a while, the set found 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 stopped briefly, looking 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 want this," she responded, her voice trembling with anticipation.

Stefan led her to the bed room, where he took the lead in undressing her gradually, with the tenderness of a fan, and not with the voracity that typically dominated these kinds 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 quickly fell under a rhythm of expedition and pleasure, their shared needs heightening as the night extended on.

Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue skillfully assisted 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, sustained by the intoxicating mix of desire, trust, and carnal expedition.

As the first light of day began to sneak into the space, whispering an end to their night of enthusiasm, Jenna understood that the sun would increase on a brand-new chapter of her life. One filled with newfound desires and unrestrained exploration.

And Stefan? He would forever be inscribed on her memory as a reminder of what could occur when you gambled on something unidentified, just to find the supreme enjoyment that life needed to use.

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 sometimes looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfortable silence between them.

With a flirtatious appearance, Stefan began 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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