"Turn around." She said. The birthmark was on his left flank, about halfway down. He would have to expose more than half his beautiful, rounded, and rippling butt in order to show her. He turned awkwardly onto his hands and knees, striving to hide his tight erection.
When he was in position, she reached for the top of his shorts, just allowing her hand to glide lightly over his flank. His butt clenched in one involuntary spasm as she touched him. Then she began to tug at his shorts.
"They aren't coming down." She said. "Loosen them at the front."
He didn't move for a moment, as though disbelieving and impatient with her, but eventually he came up to his knees and clumsily undid the buttons at the front of his pants. Melanie stood behind him, craning her head to see over his powerful square shoulders.
It was all he could do prevent his manhood from springing out of his pants as he undid the buttons. When he was done, he lifted his hands to his head and mumbled.
"Go ahead, it's all yours."
She slowly came down to her knees as well. Melanie could hear his rapid and deep breathing. She allowed her own breath to reach his neck and left ear. She could see his body twitch and arch as she came closer.
Okay Mr. Billionaire, she thought, let's see you keep it together now.
She put her hand to the back of his shorts while her other one slid in front to the line of his hip, down along the rip of his sculpted abdominal obliques. His chiseled stomach drew in from her touch but he remained where he was, arms raised above his head as though he were under arrest.
Still resisting. You are going to get so whipped for that.
Maybe it was the moonlight, the solitude, the raw, animal beauty of the man in front of her, or maybe it was just four long weeks without the release of her trusty vibrator. But the normally demure, subtly alluring Melanie was a changed woman. Drunk on the feeling of health and beauty in her own body and alive to the powerful attraction that existed between her and the semi-naked man in front of her, she no longer cared about thinking straight or sorting things out. Sebastian or Alex, she felt an attraction to this man that transcended anything she had ever known.
She took a deep breath in and then as she exhaled the exotic scent of her bathing perfume into his ear and nose, she slowly drew the shorts down revealing, little by little, more and more of his abdomen, hip and exquisite left cheek.