You and Elora hated each other ever since college. It wasn't a shock to anyone when you two would fight like two stray dogs in the very slightly difference.

One year after the end of the college she started to work in the same magazine company as you, she was a model and you were a photograph so both of you had to put the differences aside to work together.

It was hard since the beginning, you and Elora always arguing about something stupid, like her being late for the photos section.

Elora would do anything to see you annoyed, she loved to push your buttons with her playfull attitude. She loved seeing your face turn red just because she said something that irritated you.

Oh, fuck! Elora heard you saying breathless while her head is between your thighs like usually.

Around a month ago you two started to hook up to solve the things up everytime you were close to have a fight again, wich means it happened at least a few times on a week.

Elora's room was lit by the sunset, making her naked skin glow. She kisses your thighs before finally pulling away and leaving you lying there catching your breath.

I wonder what exactly took us so long to start hooking up, we definetely work better this way. Although, if someone told me i would have you in my bed ane day, i wouldn't believe it. Elora says as she sit on the bed looking for her lighter, the clock showing it's already 6pm, she finds it and lies down leaning against the headboard with her thighs open.