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Jenna couldn't think she was really doing this. A guy she had actually fulfilled online, but one she already felt a connection to-- an elegant 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 easy going, but Jenna understood that they would quickly be connected in the most intimate of ways.

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

" Night, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

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

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

Stefan walked in and started to stroll around the cottage, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the welcoming king-size bed that controlled the master bed room. Jenna could feel her heartbeat quicken as she saw him stroll confidently around her momentary house.

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

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

Prior to Jenna knew it, they were sharing dinner and beverages on the beach, watching the sun start to dip toward the horizon. Their discussion flowed easily, both sharing stories and experiences, as they laughed and delighted in each other's company. Jenna felt her destination for Stefan grows with each passing minute.

The sun lastly 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 grasped his hand, she felt a thrill of excitement as his fingers intertwined 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 coastline. As they walked, ocean water lapped gently at their bare feet, providing the perfect soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan sometimes examined at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfy silence in between them.

After a while, the pair discovered themselves back at their cottage. With a flirtatious look, Stefan began to lead Jenna towards the open door, his strong hand never leaving her grip. As they crossed the threshold, Stefan stopped briefly, looking deeply into Jenna's eyes.

"Are you all set?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Jenna took a deep breath, her body aching for him, and nodded. "Yes, I want this," she replied, her voice trembling 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 often controlled 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 rapidly fell under a rhythm of expedition and pleasure, their mutual requirements increasing as the night stretched on.

Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue expertly directed Jenna through a maze of enjoyment, taking her to heights she had actually never ever experienced prior to. Their intimate connection grew more powerful as the hours passed, sustained by the intoxicating mix of desire, trust, and carnal exploration.

As the first light of day began to creep into the space, whispering an end to their night of passion, Jenna knew that the sun would rise on a new chapter of her life. One filled with newfound desires and unrestrained exploration.

And Stefan? He would forever be inscribed on her memory as a suggestion of what might happen when you took an opportunity on something unidentified, only to find the supreme satisfaction that life needed to offer.

Jenna felt her tourist attraction 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, developing a sense of comfy silence in between them.

With a flirty appearance, Stefan began 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.

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