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Jenna couldn't believe she was in fact doing this. A man she had actually met online, however one she already felt a connection to-- a luxurious escort named Stefan.
The weeks leading up to the journey were filled with anticipation. Jenna pictured 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 pictures, and she had admired his toned body and the naughty glint in his eye. Their interactions had been flirty and lighthearted, but Jenna understood that they would soon be connected in the most intimate of ways.
As the aircraft touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After examining into the resort and dropping her bags off in her stunning cottage, she heard a knock at the door.
" Night, Jenna. I'm Stefan."
A high, handsome guy stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a casual but powerful stance, providing Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.
"Hi Stefan, come on in. It's great to lastly fulfill you," Jenna stated nervously, her face flushing as she stepped aside to let him into her sanctuary.
Stefan walked in and started to walk around the bungalow, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the inviting king-size bed that controlled the bedroom. Jenna could feel her heartbeat quicken as she enjoyed him stroll with confidence around her momentary house.
"I hope it's to your taste. I actually desired whatever to be best for us," she stammered, having fun with her hair as she spoke.
Stefan turned to face her and reached out his hand, carefully tucking a hair of hair behind her ear. "It is more than ideal, Jenna. I can already inform that our time here will be amazing," he said, his voice deep and relaxing.
Before Jenna understood it, they were sharing supper and beverages on the beach, watching the sun start to dip toward the horizon. Their conversation streamed easily, both sharing stories and experiences, as they chuckled and took pleasure in each other's company. Jenna felt her attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.
The sun lastly disappeared behind the horizon, leaving them alone with a light sea and a glowing moon breeze. Stefan stood and held out his hand to help Jenna to her feet. As she understood his hand, she felt an adventure of excitement 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 coastline. As they walked, ocean water lapped carefully at their bare feet, supplying the perfect soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan sometimes looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfy silence between them.
After a while, the pair discovered themselves back at their bungalow. With a flirtatious appearance, Stefan started to lead Jenna toward the open door, his strong hand never leaving her grip. As they crossed the threshold, Stefan stopped briefly, 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 aching for him, and nodded. "Yes, I desire this," she replied, 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 lover, and not with the voracity that often 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 masculine grace. They quickly fell under a rhythm of expedition and pleasure, their mutual requirements heightening as the night stretched on.
Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue expertly guided Jenna through a maze of pleasure, taking her to heights she had actually never experienced before. Their intimate connection grew more powerful as the hours passed, fueled by the envigorating mix of desire, trust, and carnal expedition.
As the first light of day started to creep into the room, whispering an end to their night of enthusiasm, Jenna understood that the sun would rise on a new chapter of her life. One filled with newly found desires and unrestrained expedition.
And Stefan? He would forever be imprinted on her memory as a tip of what might take place when you took an opportunity on something unidentified, only to discover the ultimate enjoyment that life needed 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 periodically 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 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, gazing deeply into Jenna's eyes.
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