I woke up at 9a.m. It was way too early for me, but I was too excited to sleep. Today was Martin’s birthday! And I’d made lots of plans for us. I rolled to the side and saw my boyfriend was still fast asleep. I wasn’t going to wake him, he never gets to sleep in late and he needs the rest. Besides, it was is birthday. Instead, I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and try to fix my hair a bit. My stomach started growling, so I went downstairs to the kitchen to get something to eat. I decided to make myself some hot chocolate. When it was done, I brought the steamy cup to the living room and sat on the couch. I turned on the TV, Pretty Little Liars was on. It was the re-run of the Halloween special, when they go to Ravenswood.
Once I was finished with the PLL episodes (that were awesome btw) it was already past 11a.m. I took the stairs up to our shared bedroom to see if Martin was still sleeping. He was. He was also quite sweaty, even though the house wasn’t that hot. I heard a muffled noise coming from him. It sounded almost like a moan. Was he dreaming… about me? I strolled towards my side of the bed and removed the sheets from him. His boxers were considerably tighter. My name left his lips in a whisper. Oh, he was definitely dreaming about me.
I decided to help him out a bit. I removed his black boxers, letting his erection spring free. I wrapped my fingers around his hard member and started pumping up and down, squeezing lightly at times. His breath hitched up in his throat. I looked up at Martin, without ceasing my movements. He had his eyes wide open now, looking down at me. I gave him a playful smile. “Happy Birthday.” I whispered, trying to sound as sexy as possible.
"A happy birthday it is." He retorted, smirking at me.
"And it’s just going to get better." I said, smirking back. Never breaking eye contact, I lowered my face to the base of Martin’s shaft, taking his balls in my mouth, one at a time. Martin gave me a throaty groan, his voice still raspy from sleep. Slowly, I started inching my way up, licking his length. Once I got to his tip, I blew my hot breath, collecting the pre-cum that was oozing with my thumb.
"Please, (Y/N)." Martin whimpered. I immediately took him in my mouth, hollowing my cheeks as I bobbed my head up and down. Martin bucked his hips up involuntarily, causing his tip to hit the back of my throat.
"Fuck baby. Just like that." Martin moaned, brushing the hair out of my face so he could watch my mouth work around his cock better.
I started deep throating him and pumping what I couldn’t get in my mouth with my hand. Martin grunted loudly, his eyes screwing shut. “Shit… (Y/N), your mouth feels so good. I’m not gonna last much longer.”
I increased my pace, swirling my tongue around his tip. After I bobbed my head up and down a couple more times, Martin’s face contorted in pleasure as he shoot is load into my mouth, moaning my name. I quickly swallowed all of his salty juices.
Letting go of his member, I laid down next to him. Martin was still panting loudly. He wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him. “What a great way to wake up.” Martin said smiling at me, before kissing me tenderly.
"You were dreaming about me." I said with a smirk. "Got you pretty hard."
"Thinking about you always makes me hard, babe." Martin winked at me.
Martin’s hands roamed my body, stopping at my ass and giving me a light squeeze. He leaned in and whispered in my ear with his sexy, husky voice. “You let me tie you up on the bed.” He nibbled on my earlobe and added, “and fuck you hard.”
"Hmmm, you liked that, didn’t you?" I asked him. His eyes widened. I could see they were clouded by lust. Lust for me. Lust for my body.
