Sitting On Lap In Car Novels & Stories

Laurence jutted his chin at her and said, "Get in, then we'll talk." Zoey never planned to get into his car, so she shook her head. However, he opened the door, snaked his muscular arm around her waist, and pulled her into the driver's seat. Although she was forced to sit on his lap, the car was spacious enough that they didn't feel cramped. She crossed her arms over her chest and got ready to stand. Laurence forced her back onto his body and pressed her against him. They were so close that they could sense each other's warmth.

Typical. A few minutes in, I noticed her slipping further. Before I could react, she toppled sideways and, in the most unfortunate turn of events, her head landed straight in my lap. I slammed the brakes, pulling the car over to the side with a sharp hiss of frustration. "Unbelievable." She stirred, mumbling something incoherent as I sat there, every muscle in my body stiff with annoyance. Reaching over, I grabbed the seatbelt and secured her properly, pulling it tight across her body. She blinked, barely conscious, but I wasn’t in the mood for conversation.

Yet the longer she sat in the car, the more she felt like the air was filled with Annie’s perfume, carrying traces of something more intimate. She shifted uncomfortably, trying to avoid the lingering scent. "Is there a nail in the seat?" Carl asked, his tone lazy as he leaned back, resting his chin in his hand while watching her. "Yeah, there is," Renee muttered. Before she could say more, Carl pulled her onto his lap, his hand resting on her back to keep her steady. "How about now?" "Let me go!" Renee snapped, trying to pull his hand away, but his strength overpowered her, and she couldn’t move him an inch.

"You know you are under my mercy today, love!" He hushed and grabbed her neck from behind lifting her as he left a trail of pecks over her skin, Lucas licked her earlobe and bit it gently then moved down on her neck, and took the skin in between his teeth. Nathalie moaned softly and squirmed and moved her arms a little, whole Lucas grabbed them immediately and took the belt to tie with the shirt as he tied the belt with the headset. "You sure are disobedient wild cat!" Lucas spread his legs on her sides as he halted above her chest and unzipped his jeans.

He then pointed at his lap; signing that I should sit there instead. “Come and sit here, honey,” he added, still staring at me with those same gaping gray eyes. “I’ll be the one hugging you this time,” he continued as my lips parted in disbelief. “But we might get into an accident,” I said. A smile crept into his face before pulling me inside. He let me sit on his lap as he fixed our position and closed the door. “Trust me.” After that, he started the engine of his car. He wrapped his arms around my waist and put his head at the gap of my neck and shoulder. In an instant I felt calm and contented.

It is the first time I saw him smile like that and I became afraid. VERY AFRAID. "No Love. You'll stay right here on my lap until we reach our destination." "Bu-But it is dangerous you know to sit in a moving car without any harness and- think Ella Think!- it is a violation if I am not wearing seatbelt. Mr. Police will arrest all of us!" "Let them try Love. Let them try." I grumble my protest but he still keep us in the same position. After a while we heard my stomach grumbles.

"Dan the painting has to go in the back seat is it ok if Mary sits on your lap for the rest of the way home?" Before I could answer Mary says. "Please Dan, I don't weigh very much and my little butt is really soft so it won't be uncomfortable for you?" I told the girls that I didn't mind and to just drive safe and careful. Jessica carefully put the painting in the back seat as Mary climbed in the front seat and planted her sweet little ass on my lap. As Mary sat down she lifted her short sun dress to keep from sitting on it giving me a beautiful view of her lightly tanned ass cheeks. As we drove Mary leaned back into my chest and grabbing my hands she pulled them up and placed them on her ch

She was sleeping peacefully - on the Alpha’s lap. 'Roll it up,' he ordered me through mindlink, probably so as to not wake up the sleeping female in his arms. His eyes were looking at the ceiling of the car. He was refusing to meet mine. I rolled the partition up before I let a smile tug on my lips. I think someone was smitten. I couldn’t remember the last time I saw a female seated on his lap, aside from those females he would hang out with whenever we hit clubs and bars. But never in his car. In fact, in my years of service with the Alpha, he never sat in the back seat. He would always drive the car or sit on the passenger’s side.

he answered as I got out of the car and stood by the door. "Make up your mind, Mike, it's hot out here." "Ok," Mike looked at me. "Ok, you can sit on my lap." "Mike, it's a five hour drive to your college," his father said. "I know, but mom doesn't weigh much. What do you say, mom. Would you mind sitting on my lap?" 'Ok, I'll sit on your lap. But if it gets too uncomfortable I want to stop at a rest stop." I said looking at Steve my husband. He agreed. "Ok, let's get our showers so we can get on the road."

I won't engage with him, and I can't. When the car arrives, we exit the apartment and climb the stairs to find a Honda Civic waiting. Both Kent and I want to sit in the front, but Kyle opens the door, hops in, and strikes up a conversation with the driver about his night. "Julianna, you'll have to sit in the middle in the back," Mark informs me, and I grumble inwardly. I really don't like this right now. Mark gets in, and Kent and I circle around to the other side. "Stay on your side," he mutters as I grumble. I sit next to Mark and decide not to fasten my seatbelt.