Lirik Strip That Down Liam Payne Novels & Stories

“Stacey, you’re whining again.” “I’m not whining,” she snapped, her voice hitting a high pitch. “I’m pointing out that you’re wasting time while she walks around untouched, living her stupid little life.” “You done?” he asked sharply. Stacey crossed her arms over her chest, glaring at him. “You really aren't going to listen to me, are you?” Without a word, Liam straightened his back and took a step closer to her. Her breath hitched as he closed the distance, his eyes locking onto hers with a predatory gleam shining in his eyes. In one swift motion, he dropped the towel, revealing his naked shaft.

"Be honest with me. Even though I drugged you that time, you enjoyed it, didn't you? You should be thanking me. Someone with your looks would never have had the chance to entertain over ten men in one night." After saying that, Lilyanne leaned into Jimmy's arms, his hands squeezing her bottoms. They both admired the photo as if it were a piece of fine art. The flash of the camera, a stark reminder of that horrific night at the bar, sent a tremor of fear through me. Yet, the fury that surged within me, a resilient force, gave me the strength to fight back despite the agony. As Jimmy and Lilyanne engaged in their revolting display, his foot shifted slightly. I seized the moment, lunging forwar

I gasped between giggles. Red wiped tears of laughter from her eyes. “It wasn’t really awkward. Like I said earlier, I strip for everyone, not just the men. And those ladies… they are mostly wild. Doing all kinds of things to our bodies…” I raised an eyebrow, still chuckling. “With that kind of body, who wouldn’t get carried away?” Red giggled and struck a playful pose. “We always have to stay in shape so we don’t lose our income. As a stripper, your body is your greatest asset.”

let me down slowly... This night is cold in the kingdom I can feel you fade away From the kitchen to the bathroom sink and Your steps keep me awake Don't cut me down, throw me out, leave me here to waste I once was a man with dignity and grace Now I'm slippin' through the cracks of your cold embrace So please, please Could you find a way to let me down slowly? A little sympathy, I hope you can show me If you wanna go then I'll be so lonely

FREMA It was now five days since the heart wrecking episode and I kept to myself. Well, mostly. Liam was always there to piss me off. Right now, I was dancing to James Arthur's "Empty space", and even as sweat poured down my body, my hips kept rotating and rocking the hell out of the music. "I'm alone in my bed, And looking for love in this stranger's bed, But I don't think I'll find it, 'Cause only you could fill this empty space.."

For a few seconds, his expression remained neutral, but the moment he reached the bottom, his eyebrows lifted very slowly. "Nina." "What?" "Please tell me that's a joke." "It isn't." He read the line again and then laughed. Not a polite chuckle. A full laugh that forced him to lean against the car. I glared at him. "It's not funny." "It is a little funny." "It isn't." "Your sister wants a stripper." "My sister has lost her mind." Liam wiped at one eye. "I never thought I'd see the day." "You are enjoying this far too much."

“But I like that. Girls with bodies like yours usually—” “Usually what? Have to carry pepper spray and a restraining order just to go out and buy cereal?” I stepped forward, forcing him to either move or get run over. He chose moving. Smartest decision he’d made all day. “Go home, Tyler. Or wherever it is guys like you go to practice sounding like a walking red flag.” I shut the door in his face before he could answer. Then I locked it. Twice. Behind me, a slow clap started. “Ten out of ten,” Nyx , my best friend said from the couch, not even looking up from her phone. “I especially loved the condom line. Very ‘I hate men but I’ll still narrate their downfall with surgical precision.’”

"I wonder who the artist is?" "Hold that thought," he pulled out his phone to quickly Shazam the tune. "There you go—" He showed her the results. "—Choose To Love by Photronique." "I think it's fitting, don't you think?" She asked. "It is," Liam agreed. "Are you happy?" "Completely." She sighed as she melted into his arms again. "Me too," he admitted. "But I'll be even happier once I take off that dress and fuck you good. Prepare to be mindblown tonight, Princess. The doctor gave me a clean bill of health."

"Strip! Now! Make me repeat myself then when I have your sexy body bent over, pouring out, and begging me to make you come, I will give you the twenty spanks you deserve instead." Her mouth dropped open at me. "I'm not some toy or a good little whore of yours. God, Liam! You're ice cold to my touch for months, practically two years, and now you just tell me to strip. I don't think so!" She stomped away in her sexy black heels to the bathroom and slammed the door.

I let out a long, trailing sigh, my legs slowly sliding down his hips until my bare feet touched the floorboards. Liam stepped around the edge of the couch, his hands already moving to unbutton his shirt. His chest was wide and muscular in the dim light. "The rules are the rules, Rita," Liam said, a dark smile spreading across his lips. "They made too much noise. The rule says if we hear you, we get to join in. You two blew your secret. Now you have to pay the price.”