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Jenna couldn't think she was actually doing this. A man she had actually fulfilled 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 nothings in her ear. Their interactions had been easy going and flirty, but Jenna knew that they would soon be linked in the most intimate of ways.
As the plane touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After exploring the resort and dropping her bags off in her stunning cottage, she heard a knock at the door.
" Evening, Jenna. I'm Stefan."
A high, good-looking guy stood in the entrance, his muscular arms crossed in a casual but effective position, offering Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.
"Hi Stefan, begun in. It's nice to finally meet you," Jenna stated nervously, her face flushing as she stepped aside to let him into her sanctuary.
Stefan strolled in and started to walk around the bungalow, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the welcoming king-size bed that dominated the master bedroom. Jenna might feel her heartbeat quicken as she watched him roam with confidence around her temporary home.
"I hope it's to your liking. I actually desired whatever to be ideal for us," she stammered, having fun with her hair as she spoke.
Stefan turned to face her and connected his hand, gently tucking a hair of hair behind her ear. "It is more than perfect, Jenna. I can already inform that our time here will be unbelievable," he stated, his voice calming and deep.
Before Jenna understood it, they were sharing supper and beverages on the beach, enjoying the sun start to dip toward the horizon. Their discussion flowed easily, both sharing stories and experiences, as they chuckled and delighted in each other's business. 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 understood his hand, she felt an excitement 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 wandered together along the coastline. As they walked, ocean water lapped gently at their bare feet, supplying the perfect soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan periodically examined at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, producing a sense of comfortable silence in between them.
After a while, the pair found themselves back at their cottage. With a flirty look, Stefan started to lead Jenna toward the open door, his strong hand never ever leaving her grip. As they crossed the limit, Stefan stopped briefly, looking deeply into Jenna's eyes.
"Are you all set?" he asked, his voice hardly above a whisper.
Jenna took a deep breath, her body aching for him, and nodded. "Yes, I desire 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 tenderness of a fan, and not with the voracity that typically controlled these types 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 masculine grace. They rapidly fell into a rhythm of exploration and satisfaction, their mutual needs increasing as the night extended on.
Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue expertly assisted Jenna through a maze of pleasure, taking her to heights she had never experienced prior to. Their intimate connection grew stronger as the hours passed, fueled by the envigorating mix of desire, trust, and carnal exploration.
As the first light of day began to creep into the space, whispering an end to their night of enthusiasm, Jenna knew that the sun would rise on a new chapter of her life. One filled with newly found desires and unrestrained exploration.
And Stefan? He would forever be imprinted on her memory as a pointer of what might take place when you took a chance on something unidentified, only to find the supreme pleasure that life needed 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 occasionally looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, developing a sense of comfortable silence between them.
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, staring deeply into Jenna's eyes.
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