Stephanie's eyes flew wide as she stared at him in surprise, her hips were up as he moved the other hand to her waist, and he gently moved it back down, his finger still inside her.
His sinful gaze lazily moved to her as he stared at her wide eyes.
"Sugar, is there a problem?" he asked softly, his gaze fixed on her hungrily. She could not believe this man at all—was he serious right now?
Her heart thudded in her chest as she spoke, her voice low, her face burned deeply because his eyes now rested on his fingers which were inside her. She moved to cover his hands, but his other hand held her hands in place.
"Why were you adding another finger? Are you planning to kill me?" Immediately those words left her lips, Zekel's laughter broke out as his lazy gaze rested on her, making her feel even more embarrassed.
She glared at him, but no words left her lips—she did not know what to say at all.
