Stripper Levi Novels & Stories

I said. Beverly nodded, her expression serious. "Well, that's great and all, but you have to be careful. You can't keep working as a stripper while you're seeing him. It'll hurt his reputation." I knew Beverly had a point, but the thought of quitting my job made me feel uneasy. Stripping was my way of making a living, and it allowed me to maintain my independence. I wasn't ready to give that up just yet. "But what if I'm not ready to give up my independence just yet?" I asked.

He grabbed his glass of rum and gulped some, drinking to the thought. "You still hooking up with different girls, eh?" Levi chimed in, combing his fingers through his thick and dark curly mane. Like Jesse, he used Clix excessively. He slept around and kept notches on his bed post - especially those models and local celebrities he had sex with.

RICARDO Ryan’s eyes narrowed. “Excuse me?” I leaned against the door, crossing my arms. “You heard me. Why the hell were you both a doctor and a stripper?" Ryan scoffed, shaking his head. "Because I can do whatever the fuck I want." My brow arched, my lips pressing into a thin line. "You were saving lives by day and taking your clothes off by night? Sounds like a contradiction.” He crossed his arms over his chest. “You done prying into my life?”

It was for the game. Levi appeared beside me before I’d even noticed his approach. His cologne… spicy, warm, dangerous reached me first. “You’re making it difficult to concentrate.” From the corner of my eye, I gave him a quick peek. “I thought you thrived under pressure.” “I do,” he murmured, his voice low enough to send a ripple of heat through me. “But this feels like sabotage.” I turned to face him, forcing a neutral expression. “Don’t flatter yourself. This dress is for the reporters.”

Levi’s hand slid between them—unbuttoned her jeans with deft fingers, dragged the zipper down, shoved denim and lace down her thighs just far enough to give him access. His fingers found her—wet, swollen, ready—two sliding inside without warning, curling immediately to that spot that made her see stars. Avery’s nails dug into his shoulders—hard enough to leave marks through the fabric. “Quiet,” Levi growled against her skin, voice vibrating through her chest. “Or the night crew hears you coming apart for me.” Avery bit her lip—trying, failing—as he worked her with ruthless precision—fingers thrusting deep, thumb circling her clit in tight, relentless loops, mouth still on her breast, teeth g

She responds, eyes wary. "Then find out." Ryder bites through clenched teeth. The womam scurries away on her high heels while Ryder turns back to Lexie. His fists are clenched and shoulders tight as he fights the urge to pummel the man who slips a dollar bill into Lexie's thong. "She's a stripper." Huntet stated talking to himself more than us. He stared at her in disbelief pain twisting his features and worry darkening his forest green eyes. "Not anymore." Ryder growls eyes never leaving her.

I whispered at last, the words so soft they barely felt real as they left my lips. He tilted his head slightly, studying me, his eyes narrowing with a mix of curiosity and something darker, as if he were weighing the truth of my confession. His voice dropped, low and unfiltered, more honest than gentle. “But you work at the club as a stripper, right? You don’t have a boyfriend. Or were you trying to keep yourself?”

I said as I handed her the cloth to clean the water on the floor. “I understand, but why would you ever choose to be a stripper? Do you know what does that job do?!” she said and started wiping the floor using her feet. “Strippers use and sell their body for money, you’ll dance in front of the stage while stripping in front of those dirty thirsty perverted guys,” she said and look at me.

When they moved to Virginia, she continued working as a stripper together with her sister. Sasha worked at an underground strip club in Springfield. And because of her, the place gained fame in all of Grayson. This fame even extended to Fairfax and other neighboring cities and counties. Being the club’s star stripper, her managers have been strict in following her rules. No customer was allowed to touch her, and they couldn't take her out. Even the rich men who visited the club can’t bend Sasha’s rules. Regardless of the amount they were willing to pay. The star stripper named Sasha turned out to be Maxine Winther. Looking at her, Sean still couldn’t be convinced that she was the person he w

Levi growls possessively when I walk out in my bathing suit, coverup, and flipflops. “Look at my sexy mate,” he says. Since he’s only wearing swim trunks, I struggle to respond. Sexy mate indeed. He chuckles, leaning down to kiss me. “Come on. My mate’s polar bear side wants to go swimming.” We all get in the elevator and I look at Levi. “So, where is my apartment compared to yours?” He grins at me. “Right next door.” “Really?” Of course I’ve been to Levi’s apartment. He wanted to show it to me the moment he started working for Holstin Enterprises. “Wait. You said you talked to Alpha Liam. Did you ask him about giving me a job?”