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Jenna couldn't think she was really doing this. A man she had actually fulfilled online, but one she currently felt a connection to-- a glamorous escort named Stefan.
The weeks leading up to the journey were filled with anticipation. Jenna pictured his strong arms around her, the feeling of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet nothings in her ear. He had sent her pictures, 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 soon be connected in the most intimate of ways.
As the aircraft touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After checking into the resort and dropping her bags off in her gorgeous cottage, she heard a knock at the door.
" Evening, Jenna. I'm Stefan."
A tall, good-looking guy stood in the entrance, his muscular arms crossed in a effective but casual position, offering Jenna a friendly, knowing smile.
"Hello Stefan, begun in. It's good to lastly satisfy you," Jenna said nervously, her face flushing as she stepped aside to let him into her haven.
Stefan strolled in and started to walk around the cottage, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the inviting king-size bed that controlled the master bed room. Jenna could feel her heart beat quicken as she saw him wander 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, carefully tucking a hair of hair behind her ear. "It is more than ideal, Jenna. I can already tell that our time here will be unbelievable," he said, his voice deep and soothing.
Prior to Jenna understood it, they were sharing dinner and beverages on the beach, enjoying the sun start to dip toward the horizon. Their conversation flowed easily, both sharing stories and experiences, as they laughed and took pleasure in each other's business. Jenna felt her destination 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 up and held out his hand to assist Jenna to her feet. As she grasped his hand, she felt a thrill of enjoyment 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 roamed hand-in-hand along the shoreline. As they strolled, ocean water lapped carefully at their bare feet, providing the best soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan periodically looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, producing a sense of comfy silence between them.
After a while, the pair discovered themselves back at their cottage. 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, gazing deeply into Jenna's eyes.
"Are you ready?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Jenna took a deep breath, her body hurting for him, and nodded. "Yes, I desire this," she responded, her voice trembling 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 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 rapidly fell into a rhythm of expedition and enjoyment, their mutual needs increasing as the night stretched on.
Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue expertly directed Jenna through a labyrinth of satisfaction, taking her to heights she had never 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 very first light of day started to sneak into the space, whispering an end to their night of enthusiasm, Jenna knew that the sun would increase on a brand-new chapter of her life. One filled with newfound desires and unrestrained expedition.
And Stefan? He would forever be imprinted on her memory as a reminder of what could happen when you gambled on something unknown, only to discover the supreme satisfaction 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 sometimes looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, producing a sense of comfortable silence between them.
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, looking deeply into Jenna's eyes.
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