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Jenna could not think she was actually doing this. A male she 'd satisfied online, but one she already felt a connection to-- a luxurious 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 flirty and lighthearted, however Jenna understood that they would soon be connected in the most intimate of methods.

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

" Night, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

A tall, good-looking male stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a casual but powerful stance, giving Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.

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

Stefan strolled in and began to walk around the cottage, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the welcoming king-size bed that controlled the master bed room. Jenna might feel her heart beat quicken as she saw him wander with confidence around her short-term home.

"I hope it's to your preference. I truly wanted whatever to be perfect for us," she stammered, having fun with her hair as she spoke.

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

Before Jenna understood it, they were sharing supper and beverages on the beach, watching the sun start to dip toward the horizon. Their discussion flowed quickly, both sharing stories and experiences, as they laughed and enjoyed each other's company. Jenna felt her destination for Stefan grows with each passing minute.

The sun finally vanished behind the horizon, leaving them alone with a radiant moon and a light sea 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 enjoyment as his fingers linked 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 strolled, ocean water lapped carefully at their bare feet, providing the ideal soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan sometimes examined at Jenna with a smile and after that back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfortable silence between them.

After a while, the pair found themselves back at their cottage. With a flirty look, Stefan began to lead Jenna towards the open door, his strong hand never leaving her grip. As they crossed the threshold, 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 hurting for him, and nodded. "Yes, I want 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 a fan, and not with the voracity that often dominated 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 manly grace. They rapidly fell under a rhythm of exploration and pleasure, their shared needs heightening as the night stretched on.

Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue expertly directed Jenna through a maze of satisfaction, taking her to heights she had actually never ever experienced prior to. Their intimate connection grew stronger as the hours passed, fueled by the intoxicating combination 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 rise on a brand-new chapter of her life. One filled with newfound desires and unrestrained exploration.

And Stefan? He would forever be imprinted on her memory as a pointer of what could happen when you gambled on something unknown, only to discover the supreme enjoyment 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, developing a sense of comfy silence between them.

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

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