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Jenna could not believe she was in fact doing this. A male she had actually met online, but one she already felt a connection to-- a glamorous escort called 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 actually been easy going and flirty, but Jenna understood that they would soon be connected in the most intimate of methods.
As the plane touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After looking 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 doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a powerful but casual position, giving Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.
"Hey Stefan, come on in. It's nice to finally satisfy you," Jenna said nervously, her face flushing as she stepped aside to let him into her sanctuary.
Stefan strolled in and began to stroll around the cottage, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the inviting king-size bed that dominated the bedroom. Jenna might feel her heartbeat quicken as she enjoyed him wander with confidence around her momentary home.
"I hope it's to your taste. I actually wanted whatever to be best 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 best, Jenna. I can currently tell that our time here will be amazing," he stated, his voice deep and soothing.
Before Jenna knew it, they were sharing dinner and beverages on the beach, seeing the sun start to dip toward the horizon. Their conversation streamed easily, both sharing stories and experiences, as they laughed and delighted in each other's business. Jenna felt her attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.
The sun finally disappeared behind the horizon, leaving them alone with a light sea and a glowing moon breeze. Stefan stood and held out his hand to assist Jenna to her feet. As she understood his hand, she felt an adventure of excitement as his fingers intertwined with hers.
"Let's walk along the beach," he suggested with a warm smile.
Jenna nodded wordlessly as they wandered together along the coastline. As they strolled, 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, producing a sense of comfortable silence in between them.
After a while, the set found themselves back at their bungalow. 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, 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 desire this," she responded, 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 fan, and not with the voracity that frequently dominated these types of encounters. He explored her body with his hands and mouth, awakening unidentified cravings and desires within her.
She, in turn, undressed him, valuing Stefan's toned body and masculine grace. They rapidly fell under a rhythm of exploration and satisfaction, their mutual requirements heightening as the night extended on.
Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue skillfully guided Jenna through a labyrinth of pleasure, taking her to heights she had actually never ever experienced before. Their intimate connection grew more powerful as the hours passed, fueled by the envigorating combination of desire, trust, and carnal expedition.
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 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 suggestion of what might happen when you gambled on something unidentified, only to find the supreme satisfaction 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 sometimes looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, developing a sense of comfortable silence in between them.
With a flirtatious appearance, Stefan began to lead Jenna towards the open door, his strong hand never ever leaving her grip. As they crossed the threshold, Stefan paused, looking deeply into Jenna's eyes.
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