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Jenna could not think she was really doing this. A guy she 'd met online, however one she currently felt a connection to-- an elegant 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 flirtatious and easy going, however Jenna knew that they would soon be linked in the most intimate of methods.

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

" Evening, Jenna. I'm Stefan."

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

"Hey there Stefan, come on in. It's nice to lastly meet you," Jenna stated nervously, her face flushing as she stepped aside to let him into her haven.

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 controlled the master bedroom. Jenna could feel her heartbeat quicken as she enjoyed him stroll with confidence around her temporary house.

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

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

Prior to Jenna understood it, they were sharing supper and drinks on the beach, enjoying the sun start to dip towards the horizon. Their discussion streamed quickly, both sharing stories and experiences, as they chuckled and delighted in each other's company. Jenna felt her attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.

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

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

Jenna nodded wordlessly as they roamed hand-in-hand along the shoreline. As they strolled, ocean water lapped carefully at their bare feet, providing the ideal soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan periodically examined at Jenna with a smile and after that back to the horizon, developing a sense of comfortable silence between them.

After a while, the pair found themselves back at their bungalow. With a flirty look, Stefan began 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 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 responded, her voice shivering with anticipation.

Stefan led her to the bedroom, where he took the lead in undressing her slowly, with the tenderness of a lover, and not with the voracity that frequently dominated these types 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 manly grace. They rapidly fell under a rhythm of expedition and enjoyment, their shared requirements heightening as the night stretched on.

Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue skillfully directed Jenna through a labyrinth of enjoyment, taking her to heights she had 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 first light of day began to creep into the space, whispering an end to their night of enthusiasm, 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 forever be inscribed on her memory as a pointer of what could take place when you gambled on something unidentified, just to find the supreme pleasure that life needed to use.

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 periodically looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfy silence between them.

With a flirtatious look, Stefan began to lead Jenna toward the open door, his strong hand never leaving her grip. As they crossed the threshold, Stefan stopped briefly, looking deeply into Jenna's eyes.

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