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Jenna could not believe she was really doing this. A guy she 'd met online, but one she currently felt a connection to-- an elegant escort called Stefan.
Jenna imagined his strong arms around her, the feeling of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet absolutely nothings in her ear. Their interactions had actually been flirtatious and lighthearted, however Jenna understood that they would quickly be linked in the most intimate of ways.
As the airplane touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After checking out the resort and dropping her bags off in her beautiful cottage, she heard a knock at the door.
" Night, Jenna. I'm Stefan."
A tall, good-looking male stood in the entrance, his muscular arms crossed in a effective however casual stance, giving Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.
"Hello Stefan, come on in. It's nice 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 bungalow, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the welcoming king-size bed that controlled the bedroom. Jenna could feel her heart beat quicken as she enjoyed him roam with confidence around her short-lived home.
"I hope it's to your taste. I truly wanted whatever to be best for us," she stammered, having fun with her hair as she spoke.
Stefan relied on face her and reached out his hand, gently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "It is more than perfect, Jenna. I can already tell that our time here will be amazing," he stated, his voice deep and soothing.
Before Jenna knew it, they were sharing dinner and beverages on the beach, enjoying the sun start to dip toward the horizon. Their conversation flowed quickly, both sharing experiences and stories, 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 glowing moon and a light sea breeze. Stefan stood and held out his hand to help Jenna to her feet. As she grasped his hand, she felt an excitement of excitement as his fingers intertwined with hers.
"Let's take a walk along the beach," he recommended with a warm smile.
Jenna nodded wordlessly as they roamed hand-in-hand along the coastline. As they strolled, ocean water lapped carefully at their bare feet, providing the best 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 in between them.
After a while, the set found themselves back at their cottage. With a flirty appearance, Stefan started to lead Jenna towards the open door, his strong hand never leaving her grip. As they crossed the threshold, Stefan paused, looking deeply into Jenna's eyes.
"Are you ready?" he asked, his voice barely 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 gradually, with the inflammation of a lover, and not with the voracity that typically dominated these kinds 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 masculine grace. They rapidly fell under a rhythm of exploration and pleasure, their shared requirements increasing as the night extended on.
Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue skillfully 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 mix of desire, trust, and carnal exploration.
As the first light of day started to creep into the space, whispering an end to their night of passion, Jenna knew that the sun would rise on a brand-new chapter of her life. One filled with newfound desires and unrestrained exploration.
And Stefan? He would permanently be imprinted on her memory as a tip of what could occur when you gambled on something unidentified, just to find the supreme pleasure 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 help Jenna to her feet. Stefan occasionally looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, producing a sense of comfortable silence in between them.
With a flirty appearance, Stefan started to lead Jenna toward the open door, his strong hand never ever leaving her grip. As they crossed the threshold, Stefan paused, gazing deeply into Jenna's eyes.
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