Zane Phillips Height Novels & Stories

RIDING THE BAD BOY ZIVEN MADDOX (ML) - 32 YRS ZAYLA HOLLIS (FL) - 21 YRS ZAYLA The silence that followed after Zane's exit was thick and daring. I could feel Ziven's gaze on me, but I didn't dare return it. Unable to sit still anymore, I sat up, about to go to my room, kitchen, anywhere but here.

No escape today. He pulled down his sweatpants as well, leaving him in his briefs, his hands going down to cover his junk while staring up at me. “Those. They go too,” I ordered casually, not giving off any emotions. There was no single reason to ask him to do that, and he had no reason to comply either. But he slowly pushed down his boxer briefs and I watched his side cock spring free. My jaw dropped. “Fuck, Zane, that’s huge,” I almost screamed. He was well over seven inches. Seven point nine? Eight? And here I was always boasting of my big-ass dick.

I managed to tell him, hoping that he won’t get offended and surprisingly, he wasn’t. “Oh, that’s fine. Have some rest my darling" He told me without any complaint. My darling? Oops whatever, I shut my eyes again. In no time, I was gone. I slept off. I had a dream about Zane, I gave him an image of my own, very handsome like Adam had described, with a small beautiful scar on his face but what I saw was a beauty mark, in the form of scar. Zane looked breathtaking. If I was correct he was about six feet and some inches tall, and his jet black hair looked shiny and glossy under the room's light.

I’m sure she has her reasons, but I’m still not thrilled. After training, Zane and I head inside. I cook dinner, and then we spend the night having sex if we are up for it or cuddling. I do miss showering with Zane. The shower here is far too small for us both. Honestly, Zane barely fits in the stall himself. I’m average height at five-five, but Zane is at least a head or so taller than me.

Of course, he was ever the playboy, a string of girls were crowded by him at the moment, hoping for his attention and affection, as we made our way to greet him and his family. At 22 years of age, he was tall, dark, and handsome, with jet-black hair that curtained his face and pale blue eyes, like ice. A strong angular jaw and slopping nose that came to a soft point. Lush lips that pouted when drawn in and a smile that could make your panties wet. He stood at 6 foot 4 inches, muscular and tall with a commanding presence. Yes, Zane Noir was a panty-wetting, bedroom dream, and bad boy. Dressed in all black with a silver stud gracing his left eyebrow, despite his rough edges and foul mouth, I t

Another step from him, one step away from me, and so it continues… I felt my heart skip a beat as I felt my back hit the wall as I realized with a jolt that I had nowhere left to go now. I was trapped! Zane’s towering and intimidating figure stopped directly in front of me, so close that I could smell his enticing cologne– a heady mix of sandalwood and something distinctly masculine. I had to tilt my head back to meet his eyes, as my 5 feet 4 inch frame was dwarfed by his imposing 6 feet 2 inch stature. His piercing and steely gaze bore into mine, and I felt my heart rate instantly skyrocket. There was something in those gray depths, something intense and unreadable that made my breath catch

Their size difference was huge. She was like a fun size in front of his gigantic 6' 2" tall figure. Not to say, his brown hair was slicked back and the metal frame of spectacles sits perfectly on his nose. He tilts his head to the side, removes his spectacles and tapping his thighs. Cassandra could feel her excitement drip down her thighs, just by looking at the male. Zayn looked extraordinarily attractive. No wonder he always made it to the front page of every magazine she's been reading.

Almost. That short-lived fight between him and Titus showed me that he still had his weaknesses and that’s maybe why he ran outside right after. He hated feeling weak and he didn’t want anyone to see that. “Humongous. He’s like a giant now. Seven foot tall.” Zane exclaimed and I gasped. “Seriously? That’s huge!” I said surprised. “I’m just messing with you,” he chuckles and I shoot him a glare.

Like his CFO, Zane Alexander packed an extra punch in person. For one thing, he was plain old big—6’4” or 5” with muscle packed onto his muscle and shoulders she was certain could still play quarterback. Staring at him from her height-challenged state easily could have overwhelmed her. Rebecca was fortunate she was ballsier than she looked.

9 meters tall. He could tell that the young man was only a little over 20 years old and it was possible that he was rather athletic. The young man’s physical quality was considered not bad amongst the masses possibly due to his frequent involvement in playing basketball. He was bright and handsome-looking. Zayn was certain that a young man like this was highly popular outside with plenty of girlfriends.