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Jenna couldn't think she was actually doing this. A guy she 'd met online, but one she currently felt a connection to-- a luxurious escort called Stefan.

The weeks leading up to the trip were filled with anticipation. Jenna imagined his strong arms around her, the feeling of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet absolutely nothings in her ear. He had sent her pictures, and she had actually admired his toned body and the naughty glint in his eye. Their interactions had been easy going and flirty, but Jenna knew that they would soon be linked in the most intimate of ways.

As the airplane touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After checking into the resort and dropping her bags off in her beautiful cottage, 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 effective but casual stance, giving Jenna a friendly, knowing smile.

"Hey there Stefan, come on in. It's good 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 stroll around the cottage, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the welcoming king-size bed that dominated the master bedroom. Jenna might feel her heart beat quicken as she viewed him wander with confidence around her short-term house.

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

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

Before Jenna knew it, they were sharing supper and beverages on the beach, seeing the sun start to dip towards the horizon. Their discussion streamed easily, both sharing stories and experiences, as they chuckled and enjoyed each other's business. Jenna felt her tourist attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.

The sun finally vanished behind the horizon, leaving them alone with a light sea and a radiant moon breeze. Stefan stood up and held out his hand to assist Jenna to her feet. As she understood his hand, she felt a thrill of excitement as his fingers intertwined with hers.

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

After a while, the set found themselves back at their cottage. With a flirty 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, 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 hurting for him, and nodded. "Yes, I desire this," she replied, her voice trembling 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 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, valuing Stefan's toned body and masculine grace. They rapidly fell into a rhythm of expedition and satisfaction, their shared requirements heightening as the night stretched on.

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

As the very first light of day began to sneak into the room, whispering an end to their night of passion, Jenna knew that the sun would increase on a 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 reminder of what might occur when you took a possibility on something unidentified, only to discover the ultimate satisfaction that life needed to use.

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

Stefan stood up and held out his hand to assist Jenna to her feet. Stefan periodically looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, producing a sense of comfortable silence in between them.

With a flirtatious appearance, Stefan began to lead Jenna towards 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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