Sitting On Boyfriend Lap Novels & Stories

There were two other seats but she chose to sit on my lap. I looked at her surprisingly. "Um... what are you doing?" "Sitting on you." She said playfully. "Why?" "Because I want to be close to you while I eat." She smiled. "Okay..." I cleared my throat. Apparently, Sophia didn't know the rules of a one night stand. We didn't have to be this friendly or romantic afterward... But I still took advantage of the situation and held her waist as she sat on my lap as we ate. "How long was I asleep for?" She asked with a mouthful.

I turned around to sit on the couch but he pulled me to sit on his lap. "Stay here with me." He said in my ear. "Okay." I said. I laid my head on his chest as he started typing in Italian on his laptop. He was tensing but then relaxed when I kissed his jaw. I sighed closing my eyes, drifting off to sleep, with one thought in my head. What are we now?

Only he doesn’t let go of my arm, and actually tries pulling me in with him. “Sit with me sweet girl...” “Master Jude, we are only going down the road.” I try to pull away, but Jace is now lifting me into the back. “Just sit with him, baby.” I turn and look at my boyfriend. He’s grinning and shaking his head as he shuts the door. Sitting beside Jude is not what the big Dom wants, as he pulls me up and now has me straddling his lap. He pulls my head down, so it rests on his shoulder, and he rubs my back up and down.

"There's a very good way to settle this you know?" I huffed. "What?" "Just sit on my lap and let me feed you" "No way! You'll keep touching me!" He raised a brow. "That is completely my right as your boyfriend. You know you can touch me anywhere you like too. I'm all yours" I face palmed. "Pervert" That only made him laugh. Ugh. I could get another fork but that would only cause more problems for he could snatch it again easily. I sighed. Having no other choice, I got off my stool and climbed onto his lap, setting my ass a few spaces away from his dick.

"On my lap." he says, leaning back into the deep cushions of the sofa, spreading his legs. I smile. My chest beats so rapidly I can't hide my euphoria if I wanted to. Using the center table as support, I stand up and go over to him. I want to wait for confirmation, but I sit anyway when he says nothing. I look at his face for discomfort. I assure you, I'm not a lightweight, but his face holds no discomfort. He didn't squeeze his eyes. Nor did his eyebrows squint or shoot up. He didn't gulp or wince. I sit on his lap, then closer, settling half of my weight on him, then he pulls me closer. I fall onto his chest. "When I say sit, I mean sit your full weight on my lap, cock, face, wherever." I'

he warns, reading my intent. “I’m strong,” I counter, patting my thighs. “Get your ass over here.” He hesitates for a second, glancing at the door as if checking for intruders, then walks over. He turns and lowers himself carefully. It’s a tight fit, but we make it work. He sits sideways across my lap, his legs draped over the arm of the chair, his back resting against my chest and shoulder. He is heavy. All solid muscle and bone, but the weight is welcome. It presses me into the chair, anchoring me to the earth and to him.

Or maybe I didn't thank him enough? I left my place and sat beside him. "Thank you, Brett." It wasn't my intention to make this so awkward. But from the bottom of my heart, I knew I'm indebted to this guy. "Do you think that showing your gratitude to your boyfriend with words is enough?" he said in a throaty voice. As if the 2x button really exists in real life, I was bewildered how Brett successfully lifted me up and put me to sit down on his lap in an instant. It was so fast that my jawline dropped in shock.

It's soft and smells nice, and I let his tongue control mine as we enter another room. Tobias's clothes come off. Mine drop on the floor too, but I'm barely able to register the change. I'm too busy kissing him back, so invested in him that it comes as a shock when I realize we are sitting on the couch. I break from his lips. "The couch?" "You have a problem with that?" He asks in a sultry tone and guides me to turn around while sitting in his lap. It confuses me. Our position. My naked back is presented to Tobias, who bites my shoulder and nips at the skin. I shudder in response and squirm in his lap. My feet are above the ground, and my thighs rest over his thicker, more muscular ones.

Instead of getting up, I nestle my head in his lap. “What are you doing?, “ I ask tracing the freckles on his shoulders. He loves when I do it, no matter how many times he complains . "There were some errors in your paper, but I'm correcting them now. I'll get you the edited version tomorrow or thereabout." “Is my boyfriend the greatest or what? You're amazing!" Jesse bends to kiss me chastely before continuing with helping me. I keep myself busy by running my fingers through his hair. It's a huge turn on and that's an amazing bonus.