Sitting On Lap Cuddling Novels & Stories

I was about to crawl out of the bed when he suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled me on top of his lap. A whimper left my lips as his hard crotch was poking me in my butt. He wrapped his arms around me again, Trappist me on his arms. "But seriously, did you like cuddling up with me all night? I never really saw you sleeping so peacefully before. Is it because I snuggled up with you?" He whispered seductively in my ear, making me shiver in pleasure. I sat still on his lap because every single time I squirmed, his cock poked deeper between my legs.

A throat clearing stops them and they freeze when they see Aiden. "Sorry alpha" they lower their heads " we'll see you around me," Lily says and they quickly rush out. I chuckle. Chickens. "Hey, stranger?" I greet my mate " good job scaring my friends away" he chuckles coming to me. "I did nothing, were you guys talking about me?" he questions raising his eyebrows playfully. "Maybe a little" I get on his lap straddling him. His arms immediately secure themselves around my waist bringing me impossibly closer to him. I love this position the most. Since the day he initiated it, it became my always thing to do.

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.

He read my mind. He darted me an eye before stopping and I roll my eyes, mocking him under my breath. If he's mad why taking out on me? "Fine." I shrug before moving myself off the couch and hop right onto his lap, throwing a leg over him. I grab onto his shoulders with a smile, sitting comfortably in his lap, which just happens to be the most comfy place in the world. Moving around a bit to get cuddled up on his lap, "Jesus love, stop moving." he grabs my hips, holding me down.

It didn’t take long for me to find myself sat on his lap riding him till the moon and stars shone brightly above us, the cool winter air cooling down our burning bodies as we brought each other closer and closer to orgasmic breathtaking pleasure, when we were once again satisfied. Layton lit the fire and we cuddled as we ate our now cold beef and potatoes, but we didn’t care…. Our love making just couldn’t wait. We led down, his arms wrapped around me as he pulled a thin wool blanket over our naked bodies and placed light kisses on my temple and down my cheek and I snuggled my back further into his chest as I moaned with content at his sweet affections. “Are you happy as my Luna?” He whisper

"Fuck, why am I crying? This is stupid. My professor who's almost twice my age is feeding me right now." I pulled her close, and the tray shoved aside. "Hey, no, it's not. I get it you're frustrated. I'm sorry." She sniffled, leaning into me. "It's just... sweet. No one's done this for me." "Idiots, then." We cuddled like that, her head on my chest, me stroking her hair, cuddling hard, like the articles said, releases bonding shit, makes her feel loved not just lusted.