Sitting On Lap Story Novels & Stories

“No way. A deal’s a deal.” Relieved he’d said no, I sat down on his lap again. When I settled on his lap I was disappointed to discover his erection was gone. I didn’t need to be. After about ten seconds of sitting on his lap I felt him poking my ass again. God! He feels so big!

Confused, I watched him slightly turn my body and lower me to sit on his thigh. I sat frozen, feeling my face heat up while being hyperaware of his hand sitting on my lower back and the one resting on my tummy. I had never sat on a man's lap aside from my father's; when I was little and now sitting on Jasper’s huge and muscled thigh made me feel so small and yet so safe. Jasper gently swept my hair away from my neck and planted a kiss on the spot in between my shoulder and my neck. The moment he did that, jolts of sweet lightning hit me at the spot and I flinched, pulling away slightly.

Baron asked deeply, his arms tightening around my waist preventing me from getting up from his lap. “Wouldn’t you want me to sit on that chair, isn’t it unprofessional for us to be speaking with this couple while I’m sat on your lap especially, when there is a chair right there?” I asked a little dumbfounded pointing over to the perfectly good chair, it was very comfortable but secretly, I preferred sitting on Baron’s lap.

She pouted and said in a spoiled tone, "Hmph. You've gotten sick of me already, haven't you? That's why you won't let me sit on your lap." I hurriedly explained, "How could I ever get sick of you? I'd do anything to have you sit on my lap. "But this is the road test, not the field test. For the field test, we're in a closed lot, and no one is watching. But for the road test, we go on public roads, and the police might stop us." Alice put her hands on my thigh and begged pitifully, "I already failed the field test four times. I really can't fail this one, or I'll have to start all over."

I sputter but thankfully Kaden comes to my rescue. “Sometimes big people talk about boring stuff and your mom probably thinks you’ll have more fun in your rooms playing with your toys. But today, we have a question and we want your opinion.” Kaden.explains, then his eyes fill with a vulnerability I’ve never witnessed before. “Would you like to sit on my lap while we talk?” “Sure!” Kellan puts his arms up in a silent request for Kaden to lift him, then wiggles around to get comfortable, snuggling into his chest.

I said, trying to look through the tinted windows at my son, but I was too far away to see through them. "Oh, when you have to sit in Colt's lap, then driving in that little car is suddenly a big deal," Lana said. "But when I have to sit in his lap, you and dad say, 'Oh, it's just your brother, he won't bite you.' Thanks, Mom." A bitchy look crossed my face, and not even my nun's habit could soften that glare. "Sorry," Lana said, looking to the side. "Colt's kind of comfortable, I guess, but I can't sit in his lap when I feel like this. You know, I've got cramps, and I feel—"

like this guy in a taxi was almost sleeping on my shoulder😑😱. KATHY❤💯🌈: ohh maan how is that possible? Was he sitting on your lap.. should I be jealous that other people are sitting on your lap and I can't...😕🤔 God how I blushed when I read that. I definitely wouldn't mind having her on my lap.... Shit.... the fuck am I thinking? ME: haha. Noo I'll send you our public taxis okay.. it carries about 15 people... and I don't like them at all..

I whispered back. A soft chuckle escaped his lips. “We’ll see about that.” There was a brief silence before he spoke again. "Lie in my lap,” he ordered, his voice farther now. When I turned around, I saw him sitting on what looked like an iron basked flipped upside down. I approached him and slowly lowered myself onto his lap. My breast pressed against his lap, my ass cheek facing his right hand. He grabbed one of my ass cheeks and pressed on it. I let out a heavy breath. Silent, but heavy.

He asked, looking down at the imprint of my hard length against the fabric of my pants. I shook my head as I sat down. "Come here." He arched a brow. "You want me to sit there with you." When I didn't say anything, he asked, "On your lap?" I shrugged. He chuckled. "Do you think that chair would be able to take both our weight?" "Let's find out." ____ A. Gupta Don't forget to comment!! Check out Bride To Be, if you haven't yet, it's Jeremiah’s brother, Jonathan's book!!

I see Max and the other three men that I met at the hospital that day, and they each give me a different expression. I carefully sit down next to Max on a chair and sat my plate down on the floor. I notice there are no other seats for Austin, so I immediately get up and sit on the floor, so he can sit. This is his place after all. Austin sits on the chair that I vacated and just as I'm about to dig into my mile-high plate, a pair of strong hands wrap around my waist and gently lift me onto his lap. I screech in surprise and nearly drop my plate all over the floor.