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The weeks leading up to the trip were filled with anticipation. Jenna envisioned his strong arms around her, the sensation of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet absolutely nothings in her ear. He had actually sent her images, and she had actually appreciated his toned body and the mischievous glint in his eye. Their interactions had been easy going and flirtatious, however Jenna knew that they would quickly be connected in the most intimate of ways.

As the airplane touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After examining into the resort and dropping her bags off in her beautiful bungalow, 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 effective but casual position, giving Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.

"Hi there Stefan, come on in. It's nice to finally satisfy you," Jenna stated nervously, her face flushing as she stepped aside to let him into her sanctuary.

Stefan strolled in and began to stroll around the cottage, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the welcoming king-size bed that controlled the bedroom. Jenna might feel her heartbeat quicken as she watched him wander with confidence around her short-lived house.

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

Stefan relied on face her and connected his hand, carefully tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "It is more than perfect, Jenna. I can currently inform that our time here will be amazing," he stated, his voice soothing and deep.

Prior to Jenna knew it, they were sharing supper and drinks on the beach, viewing the sun start to dip towards the horizon. Their discussion streamed quickly, both sharing experiences and stories, as they laughed and took pleasure 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 light sea and a radiant moon breeze. Stefan stood up and held out his hand to assist Jenna to her feet. As she comprehended his hand, she felt an excitement of excitement as his fingers linked with hers.

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

Jenna nodded wordlessly as they wandered hand-in-hand along the coastline. As they strolled, ocean water lapped gently at their bare feet, offering the perfect soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan sometimes examined at Jenna with a smile and after that back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfy silence in between them.

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

"Are you all set?" 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 responded, her voice shivering with anticipation.

Stefan led her to the bed room, where he took the lead in undressing her slowly, with the inflammation of a fan, and not with the voracity that often dominated these types of encounters. He explored her body with his hands and mouth, awakening unknown yearnings and desires within her.

She, in turn, undressed him, valuing Stefan's toned body and manly grace. They rapidly fell into a rhythm of exploration and enjoyment, their mutual requirements heightening as the night extended on.

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

As the first light of day started to sneak into the room, whispering an end to their night of passion, Jenna understood 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 tip of what might happen when you took a chance on something unknown, just to find the supreme satisfaction that life needed to use.

Jenna felt her destination 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, creating a sense of comfy silence in between them.

With a flirtatious look, Stefan began 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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