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Jenna could not believe she was in fact doing this. A male she 'd met online, but one she currently felt a connection to-- a glamorous escort named Stefan.

Jenna envisioned his strong arms around her, the feeling of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet nothings in her ear. Their interactions had been flirty and easy going, but Jenna understood that they would quickly be connected 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, handsome man stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a effective but casual stance, giving Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.

"Hey there Stefan, come on in. It's great to lastly 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 master bed room. Jenna could feel her heart beat quicken as she viewed him stroll confidently around her short-lived home.

"I hope it's to your taste. I actually desired whatever 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 ideal, Jenna. I can currently inform that our time here will be amazing," he said, his voice relaxing and deep.

Prior to Jenna knew it, they were sharing dinner and drinks on the beach, viewing the sun start to dip toward the horizon. Their discussion streamed easily, both sharing experiences and stories, as they chuckled and delighted in each other's business. Jenna felt her tourist attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.

The sun lastly disappeared 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 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, offering the best soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan sometimes 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 discovered themselves back at their cottage. 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 stopped briefly, gazing 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 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 an enthusiast, and not with the voracity that often 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, appreciating Stefan's toned body and masculine grace. They quickly fell into a rhythm of exploration and pleasure, their mutual needs increasing as the night extended on.

Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue skillfully assisted Jenna through a maze of satisfaction, taking her to heights she had actually never experienced prior to. Their intimate connection grew stronger as the hours passed, sustained by the envigorating mix of desire, trust, and carnal expedition.

As the very first light of day began to creep into the space, whispering an end to their night of enthusiasm, Jenna understood that the sun would rise on a 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 tip of what could occur when you took a possibility on something unknown, only to find the supreme pleasure that life needed to provide.

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

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

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