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Jenna could not think she was really doing this. A man she 'd met online, but one she already felt a connection to-- a glamorous 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 flirty and lighthearted, however Jenna understood that they would soon be linked in the most intimate of ways.
As the airplane touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After looking into the resort and dropping her bags off in her beautiful bungalow, she heard a knock at the door.
" Evening, Jenna. I'm Stefan."
A high, good-looking man stood in the entrance, his muscular arms crossed in a casual but powerful position, offering Jenna a friendly, knowing smile.
"Hey Stefan, begun in. It's good to lastly fulfill you," Jenna stated nervously, her face flushing as she stepped aside to let him into her sanctuary.
Stefan walked in and began to stroll around the bungalow, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the welcoming king-size bed that dominated the master bed room. Jenna might feel her heart beat quicken as she enjoyed him roam confidently around her temporary house.
"I hope it's to your preference. I truly desired whatever to be perfect 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 already inform that our time here will be amazing," he said, his voice deep and calming.
Before Jenna understood it, they were sharing supper and drinks on the beach, enjoying the sun start to dip towards the horizon. Their conversation flowed quickly, both sharing experiences and stories, as they laughed and delighted in each other's company. Jenna felt her tourist attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.
The sun lastly vanished 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 comprehended his hand, she felt a thrill of enjoyment 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 roamed together along the coastline. As they walked, ocean water lapped gently at their bare feet, supplying the best soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan sometimes examined at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfy silence between them.
After a while, the set discovered themselves back at their cottage. 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 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 want 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 frequently 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, valuing Stefan's toned body and manly grace. They quickly fell into a rhythm of exploration and pleasure, their shared needs heightening as the night extended on.
Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue expertly assisted Jenna through a maze of satisfaction, taking her to heights she had actually never experienced prior to. Their intimate connection grew more powerful as the hours passed, fueled by the envigorating mix of desire, trust, and carnal expedition.
As the very first light of day started to sneak into the room, whispering an end to their night of enthusiasm, Jenna understood 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 take place when you gambled on something unidentified, only to find the supreme pleasure that life had to offer.
Jenna felt her attraction 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, developing a sense of comfy silence between them.
With a flirty appearance, Stefan began to lead Jenna toward the open door, his strong hand never ever leaving her grip. As they crossed the threshold, Stefan stopped briefly, staring deeply into Jenna's eyes.
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