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Jenna could not think she was really doing this. A guy she had actually satisfied online, however one she currently felt a connection to-- a luxurious escort named Stefan.
Jenna imagined 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 actually been easy going and flirtatious, however Jenna knew that they would quickly be connected in the most intimate of ways.
As the plane touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After exploring the resort and dropping her bags off in her gorgeous cottage, she heard a knock at the door.
" Night, Jenna. I'm Stefan."
A high, good-looking guy stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a effective but casual stance, offering Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.
"Hey there Stefan, come on in. It's nice to lastly meet you," Jenna said nervously, her face flushing as she stepped aside to let him into her haven.
Stefan walked in and started to stroll around the bungalow, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the welcoming king-size bed that controlled the master bed room. Jenna might feel her heart beat quicken as she viewed him wander confidently around her short-term home.
"I hope it's to your taste. I really wanted everything to be ideal 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 strand of hair behind her ear. "It is more than perfect, Jenna. I can currently tell that our time here will be unbelievable," he stated, his voice soothing and deep.
Prior to Jenna knew it, they were sharing supper and drinks on the beach, viewing the sun start to dip toward the horizon. Their conversation flowed easily, both sharing stories and experiences, as they laughed 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 light sea and a glowing moon breeze. Stefan stood and held out his hand to assist Jenna to her feet. As she understood his hand, she felt an adventure 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 strolled, ocean water lapped gently at their bare feet, supplying the perfect soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan occasionally looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfortable silence in between them.
After a while, the set discovered themselves back at their bungalow. With a flirtatious look, Stefan started to lead Jenna towards 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 ready?" 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 responded, her voice trembling with anticipation.
Stefan led her to the bed room, where he took the lead in undressing her gradually, with the tenderness of a lover, and not with the voracity that often dominated these kinds of encounters. He explored her body with his hands and mouth, awakening unidentified cravings and desires within her.
She, in turn, undressed him, appreciating Stefan's toned body and manly grace. They quickly fell into a rhythm of exploration and enjoyment, their mutual needs increasing as the night extended on.
Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue skillfully directed Jenna through a labyrinth of satisfaction, taking her to heights she had never ever experienced prior to. Their intimate connection grew stronger as the hours passed, fueled by the envigorating mix of desire, trust, and carnal exploration.
As the very first light of day began to sneak into the room, whispering an end to their night of passion, 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 permanently be imprinted on her memory as a pointer of what might occur when you took a possibility on something unknown, just to find the ultimate enjoyment that life had to use.
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, creating a sense of comfortable silence in between them.
With a flirtatious appearance, Stefan started to lead Jenna towards 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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