Sitting On Boyfriend Lap Novels & Stories

I would never get tired of my boyfriend, he was so handsome! "I'm really proud of you." He hugged me around the waist and lifted me off the ground. "You're taking your studies very seriously, your grades have improved a lot, and you're already making plans for the next phase." He gave me a kiss and walked with me to the couch. Not being born yesterday, I wrapped my legs around his waist and received his sharp look that said he knew what I was doing. But he surprised me by sitting down with me on his lap instead of asking me to sit beside him on the couch. And since I didn't want to waste time and he had already resigned himself to having me on his lap, I pulled his white t-shirt up, and he l

I sit myself up on his lap and go to move off of him but he puts his hands on my hips and shakes his head telling me not to. "No don't do that, I like you there and I liked you laying on my chest. You didn't make me uncomfortable baby girl, I woke up in the night and you were already on my chest I could off moved you then but I didn't, I was enjoying the feeling of us so close too much."

I was laying on my stomach, the sheets lazily draped over my naked body as I was tracing Nayel's abs with my finger. I smile to myself feeling his body against my fingers. "Enjoying yourself?" I look up to meet Nayel's eyes, he was smirking at me. "Very much so" I bite my lower lip, sitting up on my knees onto the bed pulling the covers over my body as I then straddle his lap. "My boyfriend is a sex god," I say wrapping my arms around his neck.

I asked for more, wanting nothing but to lose myself at that moment with him. His strength showed as he lifted my waist effortlessly with one hand, gripping my leg with the other. The cool air from the AC couldn’t keep up with the heat building between us, beads of sweat forming on my skin. Without warning, Ezekiel picked me up and placed me on his lap. I gasped, breathless from the mix of exhaustion and the dizzying pleasure that coursed through me.

“Where is this boyfriend of yours taking you, and why were you talking to an Ashford?” “It’s a long story, but I’ve been wanting to tell you about it,” I say, turning to him. Before I can say anything else, Thorne reaches over the center consol and grabs me by the waist. He pulls me into his lap and brushes a few stray pieces of hair out of my face. “Then, I’m all ears,” he says, wrapping an arm gently around me while softly stroking my thigh on top of my pants. It sends a little wave of warm through me, letting me relax a bit more.

I exhaled deeply while looking at my state. Am I even capable of taking myself away from me? I tried several times to get away but he didn't allow me to get away from him. With a hand firmly placed around my waist and his face resting on my shoulder, he made me sit the whole time on his lap while he kept placing small kisses on my cheeks from time to time. It made me grip the laptop every time his wet lips touched my pale skin. The day went like that sitting on his lap while I worked on my project. He only let me go when I told him I needed to make food.

The sheets were still rumpled from our activities, though I'd tried to straighten them a bit before my shower. Rob. My boyfriend was sitting on my bed, looking completely at ease, like he had every right to be there.

Emily’s POV The sound of muffled smooching stirred me from my slumber, and I sat up with a groan, the blanket falling from my chest. There, on a small chair in the corner, were Sarah and her boyfriend, Jake, locked in a passionate embrace. Their lips were fused together in a deep, eager kiss, moving in sync with a tangible hunger. Sarah's fingers were tangled in Jake's hair, pulling him closer as his hands roamed the curves of her body, caressing her sides with a gentle desire. Soft sighs and the occasional quiet moan punctuated the air, betraying the intensity of their passion.

His legs twitched below the table at his thought and a timid smile curled up his lips. **Boyfriend. Dylan's my boyfriend… and he's so cute.** He smoothly cupped his mouth, trying to hide his excited smile that soon turned into a pout, followed by a frown again at the woman that wouldn't stop talking in front of the whole class. **Haa, I miss him already.** His back slumped back down the chair as his body followed to sink down lazily. He remained still for a second, but the sudden heat from his fur zip up jacket got him restless again. Trying not to draw attention to himself, he sat up and carefully took it off.

And then, he landed himself behind me. He placed his hands on my shoulders and his touch gave me the chills running through my spines but I enjoyed it. “Make yourself comfortable. We are now different from what we were yesterday,” he said. “So, that means you…you are my …,” I stuttered. “Boyfriend! Yes, I am your boyfriend and you are my rightful girlfriend here,” he said as he rubbed his hands on my shoulders. I had never bath even with my friends together. Not even with my best friend. But washing ourself together was making both of us so much comfortable with each other.