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Jenna could not believe she was actually doing this. A male she had actually satisfied online, but one she currently felt a connection to-- a glamorous escort named Stefan.
Jenna pictured his strong arms around her, the sensation of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet absolutely nothings in her ear. Their interactions had been flirtatious and lighthearted, but Jenna knew that they would soon be connected in the most intimate of ways.
As the aircraft touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After exploring the resort and dropping her bags off in her beautiful bungalow, she heard a knock at the door.
" Night, Jenna. I'm Stefan."
A tall, good-looking male stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a powerful however casual stance, offering Jenna a friendly, knowing smile.
"Hi Stefan, begun 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 began to walk around the cottage, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the inviting king-size bed that dominated the master bed room. Jenna could feel her heartbeat quicken as she enjoyed him wander confidently around her momentary home.
"I hope it's to your preference. I really wanted whatever to be ideal for us," she stammered, having fun 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 already inform that our time here will be incredible," he stated, his voice soothing and deep.
Prior to Jenna understood it, they were sharing dinner and beverages on the beach, viewing the sun start to dip towards the horizon. Their conversation streamed quickly, both sharing stories and experiences, as they chuckled and enjoyed each other's business. Jenna felt her tourist attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.
The sun finally disappeared 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 an excitement of excitement as his fingers intertwined with hers.
"Let's take a walk along the beach," he suggested with a warm smile.
Jenna nodded wordlessly as they wandered together along the coastline. As they strolled, ocean water lapped carefully at their bare feet, supplying the ideal soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan sometimes examined at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfortable silence between them.
After a while, the pair discovered themselves back at their cottage. With a flirtatious appearance, Stefan started 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.
"Are you prepared?" he asked, his voice hardly above a whisper.
Jenna took a deep breath, her body hurting for him, and nodded. "Yes, I want this," she responded, her voice trembling with anticipation.
Stefan led her to the bedroom, where he took the lead in undressing her slowly, with the inflammation of a fan, and not with the voracity that often 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, appreciating Stefan's toned body and manly grace. They quickly fell under a rhythm of exploration and enjoyment, their mutual requirements heightening as the night extended on.
Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue skillfully directed Jenna through a maze of pleasure, taking her to heights she had never ever experienced prior to. Their intimate connection grew stronger as the hours passed, sustained by the intoxicating combination of desire, trust, and carnal expedition.
As the very first light of day started to creep into the room, whispering an end to their night of enthusiasm, Jenna understood 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 permanently be inscribed on her memory as a tip of what might occur when you took a chance on something unidentified, just to find the ultimate satisfaction that life had to provide.
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 comfy silence in between them.
With a flirty look, Stefan started to lead Jenna towards the open door, his strong hand never leaving her grip. As they crossed the limit, Stefan stopped briefly, looking deeply into Jenna's eyes.
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