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Jenna couldn't think she was in fact doing this. A male she 'd met online, however one she already 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 nothings in her ear. Their interactions had actually been flirtatious and easy going, but Jenna knew that they would quickly be linked in the most intimate of ways.
As the aircraft touched down in paradise, Jenna's heart raced. After examining 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 high, good-looking man stood in the doorway, his muscular arms crossed in a casual but effective stance, offering Jenna a friendly, understanding smile.
"Hey Stefan, begun in. It's nice to lastly satisfy you," Jenna stated nervously, her face flushing as she stepped aside to let him into her sanctuary.
Stefan walked in and began to stroll around the cottage, taking in the views of the glittering ocean, and the welcoming king-size bed that dominated the master bed room. Jenna could feel her heartbeat quicken as she watched him wander with confidence around her temporary house.
"I hope it's to your liking. I actually wanted whatever to be best for us," she stammered, having fun with her hair as she spoke.
Stefan relied on face her and connected his hand, carefully tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "It is more than ideal, Jenna. I can currently inform that our time here will be amazing," he stated, his voice deep and relaxing.
Before Jenna understood it, they were sharing dinner and drinks on the beach, seeing the sun start to dip toward the horizon. Their discussion flowed quickly, both sharing stories and experiences, as they laughed and delighted in each other's business. Jenna felt her tourist attraction for Stefan grows with each passing minute.
The sun finally vanished behind the horizon, leaving them alone with a glowing moon and a light sea breeze. Stefan stood up and held out his hand to help Jenna to her feet. As she understood his hand, she felt a thrill of excitement as his fingers intertwined with hers.
"Let's take a walk along the beach," he suggested with a warm smile.
Jenna nodded wordlessly as they roamed together along the shoreline. As they strolled, ocean water lapped gently at their bare feet, offering the ideal soundtrack to this romantic interlude. Stefan occasionally looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, developing a sense of comfy silence in between them.
After a while, the pair found themselves back at their cottage. With a flirtatious appearance, Stefan began 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.
"Are you all set?" he asked, his voice barely 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 an enthusiast, and not with the voracity that typically controlled 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 masculine grace. They quickly fell under a rhythm of exploration and pleasure, their mutual requirements heightening as the night extended on.
Stefan's fingers, lips, and tongue skillfully directed Jenna through a maze of enjoyment, 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 very first light of day began to sneak into the space, whispering an end to their night of passion, Jenna knew that the sun would increase on a new chapter of her life. One filled with newfound desires and unrestrained exploration.
And Stefan? He would forever be imprinted on her memory as a suggestion of what could take place when you took an opportunity on something unknown, only to find the supreme satisfaction 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 sometimes looked over at Jenna with a smile and then back to the horizon, creating a sense of comfortable silence between them.
With a flirtatious look, Stefan began to lead Jenna towards 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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