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Jenna could not believe she was actually doing this. A luxurious getaway to the most secluded and picturesque island resort she might discover. And her companion for this journey? A guy she 'd satisfied online, but one she currently felt a connection to-- an elegant escort called Stefan.

Jenna envisioned 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 actually been flirtatious and easy going, but Jenna knew that they would quickly be connected in the most intimate of methods.

As the plane 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, handsome man stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a casual but effective stance, providing Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.

"Hey there Stefan, come on 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 began 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 heartbeat quicken as she saw him stroll with confidence around her temporary home.

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

Stefan relied on face her and connected his hand, gently tucking a hair of hair behind her ear. "It is more than best, 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, viewing the sun start to dip toward the horizon. Their conversation streamed easily, both sharing experiences and stories, 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 glowing moon and a light sea breeze. Stefan stood and held out his hand to help Jenna to her feet. As she comprehended his hand, she felt an adventure of excitement as his fingers intertwined with hers.

"Let's walk along the beach," he suggested 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, providing the best soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan sometimes looked over at Jenna with a smile and after that back to the horizon, developing a sense of comfy silence in between them.

After a while, the pair found themselves back at their bungalow. With a flirtatious look, 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, 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 want this," she replied, her voice trembling with anticipation.

Stefan led her to the bed room, where he took the lead in undressing her gradually, with the inflammation of a fan, and not with the voracity that often 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, appreciating Stefan's toned body and masculine grace. They rapidly fell under a rhythm of exploration and enjoyment, their mutual requirements heightening as the night stretched on.

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

As the first light of day began to sneak into the space, whispering an end to their night of passion, 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 inscribed on her memory as a tip of what could occur when you took a possibility on something unknown, only to find the supreme satisfaction that life had to provide.

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

With a flirtatious look, Stefan started to lead Jenna towards the open door, his strong hand never leaving her grip. As they crossed the limit, Stefan paused, looking deeply into Jenna's eyes.

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