#Chapter41
The director
Ian's POV
The warmth of the sun heated up my face. I didn't want to wake up. Forcing my eyes open, I turned and faced my back to the window. Gabrielle was ogling at me, the yellow of the sun reflecting in her brown globes. She smiled and cupped my cheeks.
/"What?/" I asked, rubbing my hand on her hip.
/"Nothing./" She drew closer, the bedsheet sliding down her body. /"You just look more handsome in the morning./"
/"Really?/" I locked my brows.
/"Yes./" She rested her jaw on my chest and traced her hands on my abs. /"I've got to say, you've got nice sex skills./"
I raked my hand through her hair. /"Being a devil has its perks./"
She sat up and locked her brows. /"About that./" Her fingers twisted her curls. /"What did you do with your cock last night? You entered me and all of a sudden inside me felt so hot and I won't lie.../" She blushed lightly and looked down. /"it felt good./"
