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Jenna couldn't believe she was actually doing this. A man she 'd met online, however one she currently felt a connection to-- an elegant 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 been lighthearted and flirty, however Jenna knew that they would quickly be linked in the most intimate of methods.
As the plane touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After inspecting into the resort and dropping her bags off in her stunning 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 casual however powerful stance, giving Jenna a friendly, knowing smile.
"Hello Stefan, begun in. It's nice to lastly meet you," Jenna stated 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 dominated the bedroom. Jenna could feel her heart beat quicken as she saw him wander confidently around her temporary house.
"I hope it's to your preference. I truly desired everything to be ideal for us," she stammered, playing with her hair as she spoke.
Stefan turned to face her and reached out his hand, carefully tucking a hair of hair behind her ear. "It is more than perfect, Jenna. I can already tell that our time here will be amazing," he stated, his voice calming and deep.
Before Jenna understood it, they were sharing dinner and drinks on the beach, enjoying the sun start to dip towards the horizon. Their conversation streamed quickly, both sharing experiences and stories, as they chuckled and delighted in each other's company. Jenna felt her attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.
The sun finally vanished behind the horizon, leaving them alone with a radiant moon and a light sea breeze. Stefan stood and held out his hand to help 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 recommended with a warm smile.
Jenna nodded wordlessly as they roamed together along the coastline. As they walked, ocean water lapped carefully at their bare feet, providing the best soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan sometimes examined at Jenna with a smile and after that back to the horizon, producing a sense of comfy silence in between them.
After a while, the set discovered themselves back at their bungalow. With a flirty look, Stefan began to lead Jenna towards the open door, his strong hand never ever leaving her grip. As they crossed the limit, Stefan paused, gazing deeply into Jenna's eyes.
"Are you ready?" he asked, his voice hardly above a whisper.
Jenna took a deep breath, her body hurting for him, and nodded. "Yes, I want this," she replied, her voice trembling with anticipation.
Stefan led her to the bedroom, where he took the lead in undressing her slowly, with the tenderness of a fan, and not with the voracity that frequently controlled these kinds of encounters. He explored her body with his hands and mouth, awakening unidentified yearnings and desires within her.
She, in turn, undressed him, valuing Stefan's toned body and manly grace. They rapidly fell under a rhythm of expedition and enjoyment, their mutual needs increasing as the night stretched on.
Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue skillfully assisted Jenna through a labyrinth of pleasure, taking her to heights she had never experienced before. Their intimate connection grew more powerful as the hours passed, sustained by the intoxicating mix of desire, trust, and carnal expedition.
As the first light of day began to sneak into the room, whispering an end to their night of passion, Jenna knew that the sun would increase 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 pointer of what could occur when you took an opportunity on something unknown, only to find the supreme enjoyment that life needed 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 occasionally looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfortable silence between them.
With a flirtatious 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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