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

Jenna pictured his strong arms around her, the sensation of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet nothings in her ear. Their interactions had actually been lighthearted and flirty, but Jenna knew that they would quickly be connected in the most intimate of methods.

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

" Evening, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

A tall, handsome male stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a casual however powerful stance, giving Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.

"Hello there Stefan, begun in. It's great to finally satisfy 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 bungalow, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the inviting king-size bed that dominated the bedroom. Jenna could feel her heart beat quicken as she viewed him wander with confidence around her short-term house.

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

Stefan turned to face her and reached out his hand, carefully tucking a hair of hair behind her ear. "It is more than perfect, Jenna. I can already tell that our time here will be unbelievable," he stated, his voice deep and soothing.

Before Jenna knew it, they were sharing dinner and drinks on the beach, seeing 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 radiant moon and a light sea breeze. Stefan stood and held out his hand to assist Jenna to her feet. As she comprehended his hand, she felt a thrill of enjoyment as his fingers linked with hers.

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

Jenna nodded wordlessly as they roamed together along the coastline. As they walked, ocean water lapped carefully at their bare feet, supplying 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 comfortable silence in between them.

After a while, the set discovered themselves back at their cottage. With a flirty 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, looking 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 bedroom, where he took the lead in undressing her gradually, with the tenderness of a fan, and not with the voracity that frequently dominated these kinds 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 quickly fell into a rhythm of expedition and pleasure, their mutual requirements increasing as the night extended on.

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

As the very first light of day started to sneak into the space, 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 newly found desires and unrestrained expedition.

And Stefan? He would permanently be imprinted on her memory as a tip of what might occur when you took an opportunity on something unknown, only to discover the ultimate satisfaction that life had to use.

Jenna felt her tourist attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.

Stefan stood up and held out his hand to help Jenna to her feet. Stefan occasionally looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfy silence in between them.

With a flirty 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, gazing deeply into Jenna's eyes.

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