p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; caret-color: #222222; color: #222222;" data-p-id="d3dbfe91aafde33d4f2396129a807974"Sasha was heading towards her plane to fly back to London. She had just spent a few days in New York City for some interviews and photo shoots. She was tapping on her phone like she's been doing a lot lately. Tom was constantly texting her or sending selfies. He was also asking her to send some pictures./p
p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; caret-color: #222222; color: #222222;" data-p-id="deae4f534fdc1e245684e9cf2c20ef62"em style="box-sizing: border-box;"TEXTS/embr style="box-sizing: border-box;" /span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"Friday Morning/spanbr style="box-sizing: border-box;" /span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"From Tom Hardy (11:32):/span I want a pic of ur shoes, have a nice flight ✈️ ️br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"From Sasha Whitley (11:35)/span: It's 5:00 am in London Tom! U have a kink for shoes, don't u, Mr Hardy?br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"From Tom Hardy (11:41):/span No just for high heels... and u wear it so fucking well! What would u say if I take u to dinner, u ur high heels like tonight?br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"From Sasha Whitley (11:44):/span Cute date high heels, huh?! Sounds like fun! I might be jet lagged, but I know my needy bf won't let it go so where r u taking me?br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"From Tom Hardy (11:46): /spanAt my placebr style="box-sizing: border-box;" /span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"From Sasha Whitley (11:49):/span R u the Chef?br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"From Tom Hardy (11:50): /spanYes... u are also invited to stay for the nightbr style="box-sizing: border-box;" /span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"From Sasha Whitley (11:51):/span Great r u gonna be the Chef for it too?br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /Yeah but I have to warn u, I'm a better chef in the bedroom than in a kitchen...br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"From Sasha Whitley (11:55):/span Shit... I wanted u to fuck me in the kitchen so badbr style="box-sizing: border-box;" /span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"From Tom Hardy (11:57):/span U're killing me girl! Ur plane lands at 6:00 pm, I'll send a cab for 8:30, OK?br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"From Sasha Whitley (11:58)/span: U remember everything Mr Hardy... How should I get dress?br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"From Tom Hardy (11:59):/span Wear whatever u want u won't stay dressed for long anywaybr style="box-sizing: border-box;" /span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"From Sasha Whitley (12:02):/span I can't wait! This cute date sounds too hot to be cutebr style="box-sizing: border-box;" /span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"From Tom Hardy (12:03): /spanYeah, u're right, take ur nightwear (do u even have some? Cause I've never seen u wearing one! Get dressed like we're going style="box-sizing: border-box;" /span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"From Sasha Whitley (12:03):/span At ur command, Mr Hardy *flight mode* ❤️br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /span style="box-sizing: border-box; font-weight: bold;"From Tom Hardy (12:04): /spanROAR *Safe flight. See u in London* ❤️/p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; caret-color: #222222; color: #222222;" data-p-id="57239f46a44e3069f4db4f099567136e"Sasha had just put on her high heels when the car sent by Tom rang on the front gate. em style="box-sizing: border-box;"Right on time./em Tom lived in East London, at a half an hour away from her place. On her way, she was already fighting against sleep because of the jet lag, despite the few hours of sleep she was able to gain on the style="box-sizing: border-box;" /The driver finally went through a large gate and dropped her in front of a beautiful, typical English brick, house. She saw Tom standing on the porch when the driver opened the car door for her. Tom was trying to hold two dogs. Sasha recognized Woody beside a pit bull./p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; caret-color: #222222; color: #222222;" data-p-id="b07d621405f41c39ca6a6f6149f910c0"Sasha woke up around 3 a.m. It took her a few seconds to realize that she was in Tom's bed. She must have fallen asleep during the movie, Tom had certainly carried her to bed, and now he was calmly snoring next to her. Suddenly, she heard clearly what had awakened her. It was Louis, calling his father and he was crying. Apparently, the volume was not high enough to wake Tom up, so Sasha started to jiggle him. All sudden, he jumped out of bed when he heard his style="box-sizing: border-box;" /They both rushed into Louis' room and saw the little boy sat in his bed, his hair all messy. He was crying with both a guilty and startled expression. He was also covered with his vomit. Tom approached his son immediately to comfort him and told him that he's going to be fine. Then, he stared at Sasha, looking helpless and a little bit lost, so she decided to be useful./p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; caret-color: #222222; color: #222222;" data-p-id="1b0409eddbde0210aeb4f4e415bfa388"Tom rumbled when he figured out that she was not in bed, but he secretly thanked God that she was there. In the meantime, Sasha has already removed the sheets and located clean ones. She opened the window to let some fresh air enter the bedroom and went downstairs with the dirty sheets. em style="box-sizing: border-box;"«Budd/emem style="box-sizing: border-box;"ies/emem style="box-sizing: border-box;", show me where the washing machine is please...» /emShe asked the dogs, who were following her like her shadow. She considered the bottle of wine on the kitchen counter when she finally spotted the laundry room next to the kitchen. She loaded the washing machine and succeeded to program it. She found a bowl and even some of the dogs training pads, which she considered fitting for the style="box-sizing: border-box;" /Then, she went back through the kitchen and got a glass of Coke and a bottle of water for Louis. And she walked back upstairs to put the clean sheets on. After she'd finished, Sasha decided to go back down to the kitchen to have a drink./p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; caret-color: #222222; color: #222222;" data-p-id="dab18215f2f0d6eac4289c52b3d24c27"em style="box-sizing: border-box;"«Shit... oh, yes, Sash...» /emHe grabbed her waist tightly and pounded into her until he came a few more thrusts later, panting out in her neck and holding her firmly in his arms. Because of the sound of the shower and their heavy breaths, they didn't notice Louis was opening the bathroom door until they heard his little voice calling: em style="box-sizing: border-box;"«Daddy?»/em/p
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p style="box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px 0px 24px; font-size: 18px; font-family: 'Source Sans Pro', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 24px; padding: 0px; caret-color: #222222; color: #222222;" data-p-id="cf16f5ffe8200b553e515d3c37e92e94"In the morning, Sasha was getting ready, and she heard Tom laughing downstairs with Louis. When he appeared in the bathroom, he slipped against her from behind and hugged her./p
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