Sitting On Lap Cuddling Novels & Stories

He was wearing loose sweatpants, his strong back showing, muscles rippling gently as he moved. Claudine simply walked over to him. Without a word, she climbed onto his lap, sitting on him, her arms wrapping around his neck. He stiffened, his fingers stopping over the keyboard, but he didn’t push her away. The air buzzed with a quiet tension, a fragile peace made from their shared private moments.

"She brings the human heart to the wolf’s den. She reminds us that we aren't just animals." "I just don't want to be heavy anymore," I said. I sat down on the rug, and Dominic immediately pulled me back so I was leaning against his chest. Jax sat on my left, and Cole sat on my right. Merek moved to sit in front of us. It was the first time we had all just... sat. No training, no planning, no fighting. "Come here," Jax said, pulling a heavy wool blanket over all of us. We ended up in a massive, multi-partner cuddle. It was simple and warm.

"Come here, if you'd like." Kyra nodded, leaning into him as he gently pulled her onto his lap. She curled against his chest, small and seeking, her head resting on his shoulder. His arms encircled her, strong yet tender, one hand stroking her back in slow, rhythmic circles that eased her shudders. He noticed the way she nestled closer, her breaths syncing with his, her tears soaking his shirt.

"Not at all." I climbed in on his lap and snuggled up under his blanket. He wrapped an arm around my waist and rubbed my belly softly, earning a giggle from me. Once I settled down and stopped laughing, I cuddled up to Derek and closed my eyes, enjoying how comforting his embrace was.

"Another way to connect. But only if you're ready." My pulse quickens with anticipation. With need. "I'm ready." His smile is slow and beautiful. "Come here." He guides me with gentle hands, repositioning us with the same deliberate care he's shown throughout this entire experience. He shifts so his legs are crossed, creating a stable base, and then he lifts me, positions me on his lap so I'm straddling him. Lotus style. Heat gathers low in my stomach. This isn't just sitting, it's intimacy, connection. A position that requires trust and vulnerability and complete openness.

he says, sitting behind the desk and pulling me onto his lap. "It's our favorite bar, but we spend a lot of time helping others who can't afford healthcare," I answer him, turning to sit across his lap. Jordan wraps his arms around me and kisses me gently. "I have a proposition for you," he says against my lips. "Does it have anything to do with removing our clothes and letting me ride you in your chair?" I know I said we had business to talk about, but who can think about that when a big bear is poking my bottom? I turn again to straddle his lap so we're face to face. The only thing separating me from the big bear is our clothes. I grind against him, and he moans.

I bit my lip looking him up and down but I was caught looking at him because when turned once the wood has caught fire. He smirk as he walked over to me. "Enjoying the view?" I nod my head before he swoops down a capturing my lips. He sits on the couch and moves me to his lap so I'm straddling him. He moves down to my neck so I tilt my head back giving him better access. We counting you to kiss until he's on top of me and I have my legs wrapped around his waist. I ouch back agents him and ask "Can we just cuddle tonight?"

He laughs again "Usually it's the guy who isn't the cuddling type. Come on you'll love it, plus you need your rest. Big day tomorrow" He says patting the space beside him. Oh what the heck, why not. I can do this, I can cuddle. Right? I climb in beside him, he pulls me down. My cheek resting against his large chest. His hand playing with my hair the other on my arm, that's lying across his torso. Beautiful warmth. The feeling of our naked skin against each other is heaven. I could get used to cuddling.

He snuggled up on my chest, rubbing his face on my body. “Get used to it; we are going to be waking up like this a lot,” he mumbled, holding me tight. I smiled, wrapping my arms around his neck. I have never cuddled before; it feels so nice. We went silent, enjoying the feeling of being in each other’s arms. It was warm, comfortable, and therapeutic—everything a girl needs.

He caressed her arms. She didn’t respond and she didn’t move from his lap. She was actually enjoying sitting in his lap. She leaned her head on his shoulder and breathed in his scent; she never loved the smell of cinnamon and honey more. The movie started and she readjusted herself between his legs with her back leaning against his chest. He had one hand caressing her arm and the other rested on her hip.