Sitting On Lap Story Novels & Stories

Something hard poked me on my butt and that’s when realization dawned to me that I was still sitting on his lap. Mortified, I jumped off of his lap as I pushed him hard with all my strength. He was sitting on the edge of the big rock so when I pushed him, his legs stumbled a little and he fell directly on the stream. I laughed at this little accident and he gave me a nasty yet playful glare.

“I-it’s not.” We both knew I was lying. Cillian leaned back and patted his thigh. “Come here and sit on my lap if you’re not aroused.” My jaw clenched as he tilted his head, waiting for me to make a move. This was such a bad idea. But he was challenging me. Flicking my hair over one shoulder, I crawled onto his lap like it was my throne and sat on his thigh. Even though it turned me on, I stayed still, keeping my eyes on his handsome face.

I started to sit in the chair opposite him, but he shook his head lightly. “No,” he murmured. “Sit here.” He patted his thigh. My heart flipped. “On… your lap?” I whispered. He arched a brow, amused. “I won’t bite, Anya.” I could feel my entire face burn, but my legs betrayed me and carried me forward. Slowly—so slowly—I lowered myself onto his lap. His arm circled my waist instantly, holding me securely, warmly. My breath hitched at the contact. He didn’t smirk.

I forgot about everything—the humiliation and heartbreak I went through today, my family, my whole existence. I had no idea what this stranger was doing to me, but I didn't care. Then his cold, biting voice snapped me out of it. “Are you going to sit on my lap forever?” he asked, his tone sharp and emotionless. Huh, I finally blinked, letting his words settle in my head before gasping. I was sitting on a stranger's lap! My face flushed as I scrambled off him, almost stumbling awkwardly to my feet. I looked at him, trying to compose myself. It was then that I noticed the wheelchair beneath him, but I didn't linger on it.

Oh that's why he's angry. "I needed to clear my head Maxwell, please don't be angry okay?" I said and I walked to him, sitting on his lap. "Don't even try it," He said and I smiled. "I'm not even doing anything," I laughed and I noticed he smiled inwardly. "You're sitting on my lap," He replied. "Can't I? Do you want me to stand up? Should I?" I said trying to get up, but he quickly held me around my waist. I won! Women would always win!

I’ve been thinking about it since last night, and while we’re here, together and alone, I think it’s time. I lean against the tree and pat my leg. “Come sit with me?” I ask. I’ve been touching her all night and now with her sitting away from me, the space around me feels unpleasantly empty. She moves over to me, ready to sit beside me, but I grab her by the waist and turn her, sitting her in my lap, so she’s facing me. I want to see her face and have her see mine for this conversation. She yelps a bit when she settles in my lap. I’m guessing she’s never been in a situation where she’s straddled a man that she wasn’t pinning to the ground in training.

I died on a rainy day. The vibrant maple leaves, usually scattered across the mountainside, were nowhere to be seen because Conrad Reese couldn't wait any longer. I tumbled down the steps, blood pooling beneath me. But he wasn't satisfied. He shoved me down the stairs again and again, each time more forcefully. The pain was so intense that I could barely make a sound, but I still couldn't help but ask, "Why… are you doing this?" I didn't understand.

In a twinkle of an eye, I was lifted up from the chair. "What the fuck Liam!" I squealed in shock. He sat down on the chair only to sit me back on his lap. "I don't want this," I said in denial even though I somehow love this new position. It's actually funny how the human body works. "Then do you want me to kiss you then?" He asked and I shook my head. I'm actually okay sitting on his lap compared to a kiss. "Just do it and be fast. I'm not comfortable." I said.

I pulled the girl's slender waist and sat her ass in my lap. "This place has the best views. Are you sure you want to refuse? I want to enjoy the view of the trains out there with you. So, sit on my lap quietly and comfortably. Don't move too much, or you'll strain me." "WHAT?" Jonea rebelled and tried to escape. But I still held and hugged her waist to keep her sitting on my lap. "I told you not to move much!" The train started moving slowly. She sat stiff and still for some time. Until the train passed a flower field with winter scenery.

Enjoy the rest of your day and if anyone would like to speak with me or needs me I am in full health and will be happy to assist where I can. Thank you again I say as I try to slip back into my seat but Ajax lifts me into his lap instead, nuzzling into my neck as the pack members clap and cheer. Things soon settle down and a beautiful, shy looking lady with two babies one on each hip comes around the table and approaches me.