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Jenna couldn't believe she was really doing this. A man she 'd met online, however one she already felt a connection to-- an elegant escort named Stefan.
Jenna envisioned his strong arms around her, the sensation of his breath on her neck as he whispered sweet nothings in her ear. Their interactions had actually been lighthearted and flirty, 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 examining into the resort and dropping her bags off in her gorgeous cottage, 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 however effective stance, offering Jenna a friendly, knowing smile.
"Hi Stefan, begun in. It's great to finally satisfy you," Jenna said nervously, her face flushing as she stepped aside to let him into her haven.
Stefan strolled in and began to stroll around the cottage, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the welcoming king-size bed that controlled the bedroom. Jenna might feel her heartbeat quicken as she watched him roam with confidence around her short-lived house.
"I hope it's to your liking. I truly desired whatever to be perfect 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 ideal, Jenna. I can currently tell that our time here will be extraordinary," he stated, his voice soothing and deep.
Before Jenna understood it, they were sharing dinner and beverages on the beach, enjoying the sun start to dip towards the horizon. Their discussion 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 and held out his hand to help Jenna to her feet. As she grasped his hand, she felt an adventure of enjoyment as his fingers linked with hers.
"Let's walk along the beach," he recommended with a warm smile.
Jenna nodded wordlessly as they roamed together along the shoreline. As they strolled, ocean water lapped carefully at their bare feet, providing the perfect soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan sometimes looked over at Jenna with a smile and after that back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfortable silence in between them.
After a while, the pair discovered themselves back at their cottage. With a flirtatious appearance, Stefan began to lead Jenna towards the open door, his strong hand never leaving her grip. As they crossed the threshold, Stefan stopped briefly, looking deeply into Jenna's eyes.
"Are you prepared?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Jenna took a deep breath, her body aching for him, and nodded. "Yes, I want this," she responded, her voice shivering with anticipation.
Stefan led her to the bed room, where he took the lead in undressing her gradually, with the inflammation of an enthusiast, and not with the voracity that typically dominated these kinds of encounters. He explored her body with his hands and mouth, awakening unknown cravings and desires within her.
She, in turn, undressed him, appreciating Stefan's toned body and manly grace. They rapidly fell under a rhythm of exploration and pleasure, their mutual requirements increasing as the night stretched on.
Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue skillfully assisted Jenna through a maze of enjoyment, taking her to heights she had never experienced before. Their intimate connection grew more powerful as the hours passed, fueled by the intoxicating combination of desire, trust, and carnal expedition.
As the 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 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 pointer of what might happen when you gambled on something unidentified, only to discover the ultimate enjoyment that life needed to use.
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 comfy silence between them.
With a flirtatious appearance, Stefan began to lead Jenna toward the open door, his strong hand never leaving her grip. As they crossed the limit, Stefan paused, looking deeply into Jenna's eyes.
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