Sitting On Boyfriend Lap Novels & Stories

The moment we returned to Jonah's place and the door closed, he pinned me against it and kissed me deeply. I tried to push him away, but he firmly held my hands in place. It wasn't until I was almost out of breath that he finally pulled back and gently held me. "Don't push me away. I'm your boyfriend. Even if you have lost your memory for now, we'll get close again, little by little." I looked up at him, stunned. I came from a pretty average background, worlds apart from these trust fund babies. Jonah used to seem like he couldn't stand me, so I did my best to stay out of his way.

There was no response. Just silence. Her unease grew, then he leaned closer, one hand coming down against the wall beside her, caging her in. Her breath caught. “I am not lying,” she said quickly, the words tumbling out. “You have already done enough, and you are my sister’s boyfriend. I should keep my distance.” Her voice faltered at the last part, her gaze dropping. “I never said you were lying,” he replied lightly. “So why do you look so guilty?”

My eyes were so heavy that I had to close them, at least that's what I thought. "I hate...that you don't dance!" His arm was tight around me and I could hear his heart beating fast. "What?" It sounded irritated. "That's what every girl dreams of... dancing with her boyfriend!" His chest rose and fell and it was so comforting. "Baby, I can't dance at all..." »Anyone can do that, ...dance slowly...« He kissed my hair and stroked my arm. I opened my eyes briefly and lay down on his lap. He pushed my hair out of my face and didn't stop there. It was nice.

“Helena, you are a beautiful woman, and I know I can make you happy.” I shook my head fast. “I have already had a boyfriend, and I love him.” “Really?” Constantine startled me as he laughed out loud. “Why are you laughing? Is there something funny I love my boyfriend?” “No, I apologize, but your love is only one side.” “What do you mean?” He clicked his tongue, pushed the button on my seatbelt to free me from the belt, and then lifted me on his lap. He adjusted the seat backward and wrapped my waist with his arms.

she said with a slight chuckle, nodding her head, "I guess I deserved that." Sophie took a deep breath as she pushed her hair behind her ear, glancing over to the side to meet her boyfriend's gaze. He was sitting right next to her on the couch. He looked very comfortable and calm, as usual. Normally, they'd be watching a movie together. Instead, he was laying against the armrest of the couch, one leg crossed over the other and the other stretched out straight in front of him. He was playing with the ends of his hair with his free hand, occasionally twirling a few strands around his fingers.

I follow him without understanding what he wants. — Nate, what are we going to... — Sit there! — I do as he asks. He takes the lubricant that was inside his purse, and a few packets of condoms, and approaches me, and sits on my lap, holding on to be better supported. My boyfriend kisses my mouth lightly, then moves down my neck to my ear. — Fuck me, Bunny!

Even more amazing, I was pleasuring my boyfriend in the hayloft, "You love feeling that cock pounding you hard...don't ya?" "Mmmm...fuck yeah...pound me hard...fuck me hard!" We fucked up a good sweat, but then he looked back, and I smirked, "Think it's time for some real cowboy...get on me and ride this bad boy. Show me what you can do." I laid back and he straddled my chest, giving me a taste of his leaking arousal. I got a couple quick licks and savored what I had on my tongue. He anxiously repositioned himself as I held my erection upright and watched him sink down into my lap, impaled and grinning.

I told him. "I'm listening". He said. "Oh so now you talk to me". I said sarcastically. "The apology?". "I apologized already, that was the apology". He huffed. "You don't even know how to soothe your boyfriend". "You are so not my boyfriend". I argued. "I get that you like me but stop making it obvious". I gasped. "You are so full of yourself". He pretended to flip his imaginary hair. "Which makes me more irresistible". "Why are you even sitting with me? I was okay with Lionel keeping me company".

I said hoping she would serene down but I only made it worse. "Calm down?! Harry are you being serious right now?! My boyfriend is out there and I don't even know where he is and it's almost midnight. You know what, I'm going to look for him. I can't just sit here while the clock keeps ticking. She says reaching for her car keys. "I'll come with you. It's not safe out there." I stood up to accompany her. "I'll be alright." She insisted. "I'm coming with you and you can't stop me." I insist.

Iva’s P.O.V. We’re now sitting in the hall of Will’s apartment, my feet resting in his lap. He’s massaging my arches with a gentleness that feels like heaven after many hours in heels. For a moment, he’s just my caring boyfriend, making up for the physical toll of the day. But the silver clamps are still biting into my nipples beneath my top, and I’m still so turned on. I’m vibrating with the need that hasn't been met all day.