Felix Hand Size Novels & Stories

Still, he held back slightly—he was sure this blow wouldn’t kill him. Even without using any armor, he was naturally faster than most humans. He closed the distance in a blink, and soon his fist looked like it would connect with Felix’s face. However, at the last second, Felix raised his hand and caught the massive fist—his own hand barely covering the knuckles. “Oops, you’ve got a large fist on you, buddy.” Felix muttered with a smile. What? Fizwell was shocked. Although he hadn’t used his full strength, he was still surprised that Felix could completely stop his attack with just one hand.

Dexter commands, his voice carrying an authoritative edge that fueled Astrid's submissive inclinations as she eagerly complied, dropping to her knees. Astrid briefly took note of the difference in their cock sizes. The disparity between Phoenix's 6.25 inch (15.88 cm) girth and Dexter's 6.2 inch (15.75 cm) girth was almost imperceptible to her discerning eye. While their girths were almost identical, the variance in length was more apparent, with Phoenix's impressive 8.7 inches (22.1 cm) contrasting Dexter's 8.5 inches (21.59 cm).

I said, placing the bags down on the table with a thud. I noticed then that Felix’s left palm was wrapped in a bandage. “Look at this,” Felix said, holding up his injured hand with a flourish. “I’m practically a martyr here. Stuffed a bucket of fried chicken with this hand—very brave of me, if I do say so myself.” “Get out,” I repeated, folding my arms across my chest and glaring at him. “Come on, don’t be so heartless,” Felix whined, glancing at the bags. “Take care of me instead of shooing me away.”

I back up against a wall trapped,he steps Infront of me and lowers his head to my face. I could feel his minty breathe on my face,I closed my eyes waiting for what's to come. But nothing came,he only takes the clothes off my shoulders and chuckles. I frown and opened my eyes to him wearing the clothes. Stupid man. When he was done,the shirt looks small on him. He was bigger and taller than Felix,. He was 6'3 and Felix was 5'11. I gave him his coffee after he was done. I decided to go back to bed after a few minutes.

I just couldn't afford to gamble with Grandma's life, so I decided to throw all caution to the wind. I tapped on my recent contacts, and the first name that appeared was Felix Kingston. He was the company's newest trainee, and he had asked me for some information earlier today, right after work. My first impression of him could be summarized into two words—tall and handsome. It wasn't an exaggeration at all. Felix had caused a massive commotion at the office when he showed up on his first day of work in his black leather jacket. His appearance was close to perfect. He stood tall at six-foot-two with a head of soft, fluffy hair, sharp yet impressive facial features, and mesmerizing eyes with

He placed his hand in front of me over my lap still sitting beside and I looked at it. "Give me your hand," He said slowly and I obeyed. I slowly placed my palm over his stretched palm and the bangles giggled with the movement. My stomach twisted realizing how small my hand was in front of his. His hand big, slightly wide, and tanned. His fingers rough and strong. They were long and his tanned hand had dark medium hair, pure manly and beasty. "Hold my palm," I didn't understand initially and then my puzzled brain figured it out. I placed my palm below his and slightly made the grip. Although I wasn't able to hold his hand properly but touching it did the work.

Her hand dipped inside his satin burgundy boxers. Julian grunted. Chastity wasn’t sure if it was from surprise of her not being shy about grabbing his manhood or that it felt good. It was partially hard and then instantly became rock hard in her hand without her manipulating it. She had just held it for a few seconds. Nevertheless, Chastity began to stroke it in her fist. For a moment, she was afraid she was being too rough. Ernest had complained a few times that she held his penis too tight. Before she could ask Julian if he was all right, he grabbed her shoulders and buried his face into her hair, groaning his approval. So, she kept stroking him. She guessed Julian enjoyed her handling mor

Instead, it felt like a battlefield. “You’re out of your mind if you think I’m giving up control of the East Coast portfolio,” I said, voice cold. “Those clients trust me. Not some pretty-boy import from Miami who smiles his way through presentations.” Felix’s lips curled into that infuriating smirk. He was 31, sharp-featured, with dark hair, olive skin, and a body that filled out his tailored navy suit far too well. His eyes, deep brown and always calculating, never left mine.

Felix put his hand around her waist to support her. Sunny gently cupped his face and looked at his lips as she leaned and placed a soft kiss. It was a gentle kiss while Felix did not try to do anything. He allowed her to kiss him not trying to ruin her moment. "Is it good?" "Hm." Sunny kissed him again and again. Felix's body felt stronger and firm and she wanted to fill him in her arms but she was too little in front of him. She was not a small person but Felix was a lot taller than her.

Aubrey says. “Amen to that, sister!” Felix says, turning to us. “Avery is a strong woman with an even stronger voice for someone so tiny.” Felix may dress effeminately and flashy but Is large. He’s nearly as tall as I am and has a lean yet muscular build with dominant energy, yet a gentle demeanor. I am uncertain how to take that. This is going to be interesting and I really hope Felix finds his mate. I am certain the mate bond will soothe his aching heart, but I can’t say I blame him for falling in love with my Kitten.