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Jenna couldn't think she was actually doing this. A guy she had actually satisfied online, but one she currently felt a connection to-- an elegant escort named Stefan.

Jenna pictured 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 flirty and lighthearted, however Jenna understood that they would quickly be linked in the most intimate of ways.

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

" Night, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

A tall, handsome guy stood in the entrance, his muscular arms crossed in a powerful but casual position, giving Jenna a friendly, knowing smile.

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

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 dominated the bedroom. Jenna might feel her heartbeat quicken as she watched him wander with confidence around her short-lived home.

"I hope it's to your taste. I truly 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, gently tucking a hair of hair behind her ear. "It is more than perfect, Jenna. I can already tell that our time here will be extraordinary," he said, his voice deep and relaxing.

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

The sun lastly vanished behind the horizon, leaving them alone with a light sea and a radiant 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 enjoyment as his fingers intertwined with hers.

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

Jenna nodded wordlessly as they roamed together along the coastline. As they walked, ocean water lapped gently at their bare feet, supplying the best soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan occasionally examined at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, developing a sense of comfy silence in between them.

After a while, the set discovered themselves back at their bungalow. With a flirtatious appearance, Stefan started to lead Jenna towards the open door, his strong hand never ever leaving her grip. As they crossed the limit, Stefan paused, 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 bedroom, where he took the lead in undressing her slowly, with the tenderness of a fan, and not with the voracity that frequently dominated these types of encounters. He explored her body with his hands and mouth, awakening unidentified 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 exploration and satisfaction, their shared needs increasing as the night extended on.

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

And Stefan? He would permanently be imprinted on her memory as a pointer of what might take place when you gambled on something unknown, just to find the ultimate satisfaction that life had to use.

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

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