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Jenna could not think she was really doing this. A male she 'd met online, but one she already felt a connection to-- an elegant escort named Stefan.
Jenna imagined his strong arms around her, the sensation of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet nothings in her ear. Their interactions had been flirty and easy going, however 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 looking into 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 man stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a powerful but casual stance, offering Jenna a friendly, knowing smile.
"Hello Stefan, come on in. It's good to lastly fulfill you," Jenna said 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 welcoming king-size bed that controlled the bedroom. Jenna could feel her heartbeat quicken as she watched him stroll confidently around her temporary home.
"I hope it's to your liking. I really desired everything to be best for us," she stammered, having fun with her hair as she spoke.
Stefan turned to face her and reached out his hand, gently tucking a hair of hair behind her ear. "It is more than ideal, Jenna. I can currently inform that our time here will be incredible," he stated, his voice calming and deep.
Before Jenna understood it, they were sharing dinner and drinks on the beach, seeing the sun start to dip towards the horizon. Their conversation flowed easily, both sharing stories and experiences, as they laughed and took pleasure in each other's company. Jenna felt her attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.
The sun lastly disappeared behind the horizon, leaving them alone with a light sea and a radiant moon breeze. Stefan stood up and held out his hand to help Jenna to her feet. As she comprehended his hand, she felt an adventure of excitement as his fingers linked with hers.
"Let's take a walk along the beach," he recommended with a warm smile.
Jenna nodded wordlessly as they wandered hand-in-hand along the coastline. As they walked, ocean water lapped gently at their bare feet, supplying the best soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan occasionally looked over at Jenna with a smile and after that back to the horizon, developing a sense of comfy silence in between them.
After a while, the pair found themselves back at their cottage. With a flirtatious appearance, Stefan started to lead Jenna towards the open door, his strong hand never ever leaving her grip. As they crossed the limit, Stefan paused, 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 desire 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 an enthusiast, and not with the voracity that frequently 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 masculine grace. They quickly fell into a rhythm of exploration and pleasure, their shared needs increasing as the night extended on.
Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue skillfully guided Jenna through a maze of satisfaction, taking her to heights she had actually never experienced prior to. Their intimate connection grew stronger as the hours passed, fueled by the intoxicating combination of desire, trust, and carnal exploration.
As the very first light of day began to creep into the space, whispering an end to their night of passion, Jenna understood 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 permanently be inscribed on her memory as a reminder of what could happen when you took a possibility on something unknown, only to find the ultimate enjoyment that life had to offer.
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 sometimes looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, producing 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 ever leaving her grip. As they crossed the limit, Stefan paused, staring deeply into Jenna's eyes.
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