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Jenna could not believe she was in fact doing this. A male she had actually fulfilled online, however one she already felt a connection to-- an elegant escort named Stefan.
Jenna pictured his strong arms around her, the sensation of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet nothings in her ear. Their interactions had actually been flirty and lighthearted, but Jenna understood that they would soon be linked in the most intimate of methods.
As the airplane touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After checking out the resort and dropping her bags off in her stunning cottage, she heard a knock at the door.
" Evening, Jenna. I'm Stefan."
A tall, handsome guy stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a effective however casual stance, offering Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.
"Hi Stefan, come on in. It's good to lastly fulfill you," Jenna stated nervously, her face flushing as she stepped aside to let him into her sanctuary.
Stefan strolled 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 might feel her heartbeat quicken as she saw him roam with confidence around her short-lived home.
"I hope it's to your taste. I really wanted whatever to be best 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 already tell that our time here will be extraordinary," he stated, his voice soothing and deep.
Prior to Jenna understood it, they were sharing dinner and beverages on the beach, watching the sun start to dip towards the horizon. Their conversation flowed easily, both sharing stories and experiences, as they laughed 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 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 excitement of excitement as his fingers intertwined with hers.
"Let's walk along the beach," he recommended with a warm smile.
Jenna nodded wordlessly as they roamed hand-in-hand along the shoreline. As they walked, ocean water lapped carefully at their bare feet, offering the ideal soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan occasionally looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, producing a sense of comfortable silence between them.
After a while, the pair found themselves back at their bungalow. With a flirtatious look, Stefan began 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 prepared?" 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 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 an enthusiast, and not with the voracity that often controlled 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, appreciating Stefan's toned body and masculine grace. They quickly fell into a rhythm of expedition and pleasure, their shared requirements increasing as the night stretched on.
Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue expertly assisted Jenna through a maze of enjoyment, taking her to heights she had never ever experienced before. Their intimate connection grew more powerful as the hours passed, sustained by the envigorating combination of desire, trust, and carnal exploration.
As the very first light of day started to creep into the space, whispering an end to their night of passion, Jenna knew that the sun would increase on a brand-new chapter of her life. One filled with newfound desires and unrestrained exploration.
And Stefan? He would forever be inscribed on her memory as a reminder of what could happen when you took an opportunity on something unidentified, only 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 help Jenna to her feet. Stefan occasionally looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfortable silence in between them.
With a flirty look, Stefan began to lead Jenna toward the open door, his strong hand never ever leaving her grip. As they crossed the limit, Stefan stopped briefly, staring deeply into Jenna's eyes.
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