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

Jenna envisioned his strong arms around her, the feeling of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet absolutely nothings in her ear. Their interactions had been lighthearted and flirtatious, but Jenna knew that they would quickly be linked in the most intimate of methods.

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

" Night, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

A high, good-looking man stood in the entrance, his muscular arms crossed in a powerful however casual stance, providing Jenna a friendly, knowing smile.

"Hey Stefan, begun in. It's nice to lastly satisfy 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 cottage, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the inviting king-size bed that controlled the master bedroom. Jenna might feel her heartbeat quicken as she viewed him stroll confidently around her temporary home.

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

Stefan turned to face her and connected his hand, carefully tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "It is more than best, Jenna. I can already inform that our time here will be extraordinary," he said, his voice calming and deep.

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

The sun finally vanished 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 understood his hand, she felt a thrill of enjoyment as his fingers intertwined with hers.

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

Jenna nodded wordlessly as they roamed hand-in-hand along the shoreline. As they walked, ocean water lapped gently at their bare feet, supplying the perfect soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan periodically looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, developing a sense of comfy silence between them.

After a while, the pair discovered 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 hardly above a whisper.

Jenna took a deep breath, her body hurting for him, and nodded. "Yes, I desire 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 tenderness of a lover, and not with the voracity that often controlled these kinds of encounters. He explored her body with his hands and mouth, awakening unknown yearnings and desires within her.

She, in turn, undressed him, valuing Stefan's toned body and manly grace. They rapidly fell into a rhythm of exploration and enjoyment, their shared needs increasing as the night stretched on.

Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue skillfully assisted Jenna through a maze of enjoyment, taking her to heights she had actually never ever experienced before. Their intimate connection grew stronger as the hours passed, sustained by the intoxicating combination of desire, trust, and carnal exploration.

As the first light of day began to sneak into the room, 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 newly found desires and unrestrained exploration.

And Stefan? He would permanently be imprinted on her memory as a suggestion of what could take place when you took a possibility on something unknown, only to discover the supreme satisfaction that life had to use.

Jenna felt her destination 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, producing 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 threshold, Stefan stopped briefly, looking deeply into Jenna's eyes.

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