Straddling His Lap Novels & Stories

I nodded once. He slowly lifted me up by my waist, still holding our gaze as if he will stop at any time if I showed discomfort. I jolted a little by the sudden movement, but it only piqued my curiosity instead of feeling any discomfort. Instead, I was curious to know what he was going to do next. He slowly moved my whole body towards him. He adjusted my body on his lap in a straddling position, his hand pressed at my back, but the hold was still comfortable.

I lightly push his shoulder down, being extra careful with the one in the sling. Without much thought, I slide onto his lap and straddle his thighs. I keep most of my weight off him but enough that I can glorify in the feeling of him underneath him. He freezes and at first I start to retract my bold movement but before I can get back off him, his hands come to my waist and he pressed me down more. I settle against him and keep us both steady by latching onto his forearms. I sigh contently when he rests his forehead against mine.

On the other side, he lay down on his back. "Come here," he gestured to her, inviting her near. She scooted closer on the bed. "I want you to sit on my lap," he said, and she looked at him with widened eyes, feeling a bit nervous. "You... You want me to do what?" she stammered. "You heard me, sweetheart," he said, tugging her leg playfully and making her straddle him. Holding her waist, he lifted her slightly, allowing her to sit on his lap.

I sat on his lap and rubbed him lustfully. 🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯

“Driver Daddy… it’s even bigger than I imagined. You’re really going to…” “Straddle me. Now,” he snarled, his ex-military strength yanking me forward. Those big, rough hands gripped my hips, forcing my legs wide as he pulled me onto his lap. The leather creaked under our weight. His cock nudged against my slick entrance, hot and insistent. “You’ve teased this for months, princess. Time to ride what you begged for.”

He lifted the underwear to his face and took a long whiff before he folded it into a neat square and slipped it into the inside pocket of his jacket. Before she could pull her hand back, his fingers closed around her wrist. He tugged, and she had to lurch sideways from her chair, stumbling across the narrow space between them until she landed across his lap. Her stomach pressed against his thighs, and before she could rise, he started the punishment she was already dreading.

He leans back against the leather, legs spreading just enough, one hand patting his thigh once. “Sit on my lap.” My stomach flips. “I—” His eyes narrow, playful but edged with steel. “Don’t make me ask twice, pup.” I hesitate. One heartbeat. Two. Then I move—slow, shaky—climbing into his lap, knees bracketing his hips, hands resting uncertainly on his shoulders. The second I settle, his arms come around me—loose enough that I could pull away, tight enough that I know I won’t. “There,” he murmurs against my ear, lips brushing the shell. “Was that so hard?”

"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.

All he did was stretch hishandout behind him so I wouldn't reach it while laughing, probably feeling good about the fact that he has ape arms. I tried to move further so I could grab the remote but I only ended up falling on his lap and my head slightly hitting the arm of the sofa. I got up as gracefully as I could to face a laughing Ryan. Idiot. It was when his laughter died down before I noticed that one of my knees was on one side of his thigh and my other knee was on top his his other thigh. He casually placed his hand on my thigh and readjusted me so that I was basically straddling him.