Stripper Levi Novels & Stories

She just stuck out her tongue at me. “I brought my clothes that I’m wearing tonight, so show me what you’re wearing.” I went to the closet and pulled everything out for her to give me her approval on what I wanted to wear. After, we both were going over make up, nails, and the hairstyle we both want. Not too long after Legion and Levi walks into the room. Levi was wearing blue jeans with a black belt, a white t-shirt that wasn’t button all the way up, a gray inner vest, and a black leather vest on top of the grey. Legion was wearing black pants, black button shirt, and a medium shade brown leather vest. I can’t believe just how sexy Levi looks in his outfit, and I guess he caught me staring

My breathing hitched and soon, my breathing was coming as short gasps of breath. Could it really be Levi? But why did she address him and Danny? And why in the world was he in here? He never came to places like this. At least I don't think he did. And what in the world did he mean by 'last session?' does this mean that he….. "No…" I whispered. He cannot be a stripper who had sex for money. He cannot. My head started to pound with a terrible headache. Levi cannot do that. He wouldn't. He was faithful. How could he sell himself like that?

Aziel went back to his seat and settled comfortably, waiting for me to start taking out my clothes. I stood there for a while when I realized that he was not kidding, I started to take off my shirt. Today, I was wearing a shirt and tight jeans making my curves visible. I slowly opened the buttons of my shirt. I wanted to impress the man in front of me. Even though I was feeling weird doing this, I enjoyed the way his eyes were locked on me and waited for me to show what I got beneath my clothes. My shirt slipped down from my body, revealing the red, hot bra I wore for the job at the strip club later tonight.

"This is a contest to be the face of the university, appear in all the advertisements, and I can even make money from it and return to my modeling career." "What a load of crap! You never get out of the mud. If you tell Leon you want a few million, he'll give them to you. That guy in a wheelchair shits more money than ten businessmen put together," Levi scoffed. "Besides, you used to be a well-known stripper, didn't you think that could follow you for the rest of your life?" "Remember that I wore a mask, didn't I?" she asked indifferently.

The high speed biometric elevator hummed with a low, heavy vibration as it shot up the sixty floors of the Sterling tower. Lucian stood entirely alone in the metal carriage. He didn't wait for the doors to open. His taped, bruised hands moved violently, unbuckling the pitch black Kevlar tactical vest and letting it drop heavily to the floor. He stripped off the dark, rain soaked outer layer, leaving himself in just a tight, damp black t-shirt that clung flawlessly to the heavy, heavily scarred muscles of his chest.

With a frigid stare, he asked sternly, "Mr. Levi, what's this all about? Why the apology?" Levi shook even more and blurted out his apology to Liam, "Mr. Cole, I'm so sorry. I messed up. I shouldn't have disrespected you or spouted off at the mouth. I'm the worst. I'm just the worst!" Levi, after mumbling his apologies, still felt it was not enough. He started smacking his own face, each slap ringing out so loudly that it stopped patients and their families in their tracks, all of them gathering around to gawk.

The crowd went quiet for a split second, and I saw the color drain from Tyler’s face. He opened his mouth, but no words came out. “And don't think for a second I buy it's from your bachelor's party days ago. I'm not stupid! A stripper doesn't wear expensive, limited-edition underwear, drenched in perfume!” I continued, my tone dripping with sarcasm. “Not one that Vivian would wear." I scoffed. "Even if there was a stripper who made enough, she wouldn't be more than two sizes smaller than me."

"I want you to leave." I couldn't believe the words that I was hearing. I looked at Levi in hurt and disbelief. I understand that he can't remember me, but it still hurts that he wants me to leave. "A-are you sure? Maybe we could talk about this first." I tried to negotiate. "No. You're basically a stranger to me, so please leave." Levi said firmly. "Okay, I'll leave. If you need me, my number is on your phone." I said before quickly leaving the room as the tears start to fall down my face.

My tone was firm. She chuckled, shaking her head. “Okay, calm down, don’t get all serious on me. I work as a stripper.” I blinked, stunned, “What?” “Yes,” she said proudly, “but not just anywhere, I strip in one of the most expensive clubs in New York.”

Levi pulled out of her when he felt his climax building up. He took out his d**k and cummed on the bed,The b**ch frowned displeased by his action. "why won't you cum inside me ? Please cum in me just once " She pleaded shamelessly and Levi chuckled. " So that you can show up after a week and tell me you are pregnant ? Hell no , now lay back and shoot out your a$$ to me " Levi said and the b**ch mumbled to herself before obeying him. Just when he was about to penetrate into her , his phone that was on the drawer next to the bed started ringing.