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Jenna could not think she was in fact doing this. A male she had actually fulfilled online, but one she already felt a connection to-- a glamorous 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 flirtatious and lighthearted, however Jenna knew that they would quickly be linked in the most intimate of ways.
As the plane 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.
" Night, Jenna. I'm Stefan."
A high, handsome male stood in the entrance, his muscular arms crossed in a powerful however casual stance, offering Jenna a friendly, knowing smile.
"Hello Stefan, begun in. It's nice to finally meet you," Jenna said nervously, her face flushing as she stepped aside to let him into her sanctuary.
Stefan strolled in and began 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 might 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 truly wanted whatever to be ideal for us," she stammered, playing 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 best, Jenna. I can already tell that our time here will be incredible," he said, his voice deep and soothing.
Prior to Jenna understood it, they were sharing supper and drinks on the beach, watching the sun start to dip toward the horizon. Their discussion streamed quickly, both sharing stories and experiences, as they laughed and took pleasure in each other's company. Jenna felt her destination for Stefan grows with each passing minute.
The sun finally disappeared behind the horizon, leaving them alone with a radiant moon and a light sea breeze. Stefan stood up and held out his hand to help Jenna to her feet. As she grasped his hand, she felt an adventure of excitement as his fingers linked 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 walked, ocean water lapped gently at their bare feet, supplying the perfect soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan periodically looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, developing a sense of comfortable silence between them.
After a while, the pair discovered themselves back at their bungalow. With a flirty appearance, Stefan started to lead Jenna towards 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.
"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 replied, her voice trembling with anticipation.
Stefan led her to the bed room, where he took the lead in undressing her slowly, with the inflammation of a lover, and not with the voracity that frequently dominated 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 manly grace. They quickly fell under a rhythm of exploration and enjoyment, their mutual needs increasing as the night stretched 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 more powerful as the hours passed, sustained by the envigorating mix 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 rise on a 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 could occur when you gambled on something unknown, only to discover the supreme pleasure that life had to provide.
Jenna felt her 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, producing a sense of comfortable silence in between them.
With a flirtatious look, Stefan started to lead Jenna toward the open door, his strong hand never leaving her grip. As they crossed the threshold, Stefan stopped briefly, looking deeply into Jenna's eyes.
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