Stripper Levi Novels & Stories

Hoping to seduce him, she sat on his lap but Lucas softly rejected her advances. "Your mind seems to be elsewhere," she whispered, running her hand through his hair and attempting to unbutton his shirt. His lack of response frustrated her. "Why did you request a private session then, if you're not interested?" the stripper asked, growing more and more agitated. But Lucas remained silent, prompting her to threaten to leave. Yet, he grabbed her hands and stopped her from leaving. "What's your name?" he asked, holding onto her hand. The stripper sighed. "And what difference does my name make? You don't want me," she replied.

“Short for Elias, but I don’t mind if you stick to Eli.” He pushed off the doorframe and walked toward me with a casual grace that screamed confidence—or arrogance, depending on how you looked at it. His black turtleneck clung to his lithe body, paired with tailored slacks that gave him an effortless, polished look. He was a male stripper, I immediately put together. They had just been introduced to the club. “I do not feel like asking the story behind the puffy eyes and cavewoman look, so I would just say you are a lot shorter than I imagined,” He said, pulling me out of my thoughts.

Mr Wilson said. “You don’t have to withdraw, I will stop being a stripper” Nate replied, he have been thinking of leaving the work, since Oliver got her divorce, she’s his first client and it went successful, he has saved enough money to open his law firm, so quitting the work won’t be a problem, he can have any woman he wants with his killer look and he already has some clients, there’s no need for him to go to the club anymore.

And lately, the police have been raiding the bar I work in, my dad bailing me out is nothing new. Yes I am a stripper, I love what I do. I grew up dancing, ballet was my favorite. My dad supported me of course, I graduated from the best prestigious art university. Being a stripper is the best thing to ever happen to me whereas my dad, the wealthiest man in Los Angeles and the US, it is said to bring dishonor to his name and whatnot. My father, the famous multi-billionaire, Charlie Clover just had to have a daughter who is a stripper. It doesn't paint a good picture of his image. So yes, I left everything to be a stripper, and FYI because I am a stripper doesn't make me a prostitute and I don

“What else did you tell the DEA?” The stripper looked at the ground, avoiding Lorenzo's dark stare. She shook her head as she spoke. “Please I have no idea what you are talking about. I don’t know anything about this.” She, claiming to be innocent, must have gotten Lorenzo frustrated because he brought out a pocket knife from his back pocket and stabbed the Stripper in her shoulder. The stripper cried out in pain as the knife pierced her skin.

"Off. Both of you." They stripped without rushing. Nate methodical, folding his shirt on the chair because he was Nate. Levi pulling his shirt over his head in one motion and dropping it wherever it landed because he was Levi. And then they were bare and I let myself look, because they were mine and looking at them was one of the great privileges of my life.

Piper wanted to gag just at the thought of a blanket made from human skin. Levi shook his head, “Honestly, I rather have him act like a psychopath in this situation. That way a least I will know that he can be safe,” he replied. Piper let out a breathy chuckle. Levi watched as Piper had difficulty breathing. Her eyes were droopy as well. He nodded his head, “He will be fine. I am sure.” Levi assured himself. “Let’s dump your jeep here. I am going to drive you to the hospital. There is no way you can drive any longer. I don’t want you both to get in an accident,” Levi said.

If someone rings the bell or knocks I’ll fucking gut them! I throw open the door without even so much as a glance to first see who it is. A serial killer? Religious nut? In no way was I expecting to see Levi. He’s got his classic backwards hat, tonight it’s bright red with black trim. He’s got a black muscle shirt, showing off his sinfully delicious arms and of course, ripped blue jeans. Fucking hell did he step out of a music video? I wouldn’t be the least bit surprised to see a cloud of smoke following him.