Warning sexual content Have a Merry X-Mas!!!!

The next morning, Sasha awoke to the sound of and ringing phone. "Hello?"

"Did I call Sasha or Dark Vader?" The familiar male voice questioned.

"Bret? What time is it?" He ask with her head still under the covers.

"It's noon here in Calgary."

She glanced over at the clock to see that it was only 11 am America. "How's your leg?"

"Okay, I'll be back in a few weeks."

"Grate, but I plan on seeing you before a few weeks." Her voice began to form to normal. "We have a show next week sometime in Toronto."

"Good. How's training?"

Sasha removed the covers form her face. "I haven't had it yet though. I'm going to take me a shower and let you know. I think I had too much to drink?"

Bret raised his eyebrow in surprise. "Drinking? What did you do last night?"

"Had some Jack with Rena."

Bret yawned. " Oh, that good. You have a good time?"

"Yeah, well I am going to let you babe. I have to get ready. I love you."

"Love you too."

After taking a shower, she headed to the Arena to meet up with Jim and Davey. After going through a match with them, she got her make up done.

"So what's new bitch?" He ask smiling giving her a hug.

"Nothing, getting ready to win my title back."

He notice her trying to apply her lip gloss."Uh no.....I only do this."

"I do my own make up when your not around Jackson."

He rolled his eyes and placed his hands on his hips. "Girl, please if you did it so well then why was I hired only to make you up when you go on T.V? That's what I thought."

"I love this blush, it looks good."

"Speaking of looking good, I see the most yummy thing walking this way."

Sasha lift her head up. She smiled as Shawn waved to her. "Hey Shawn."

Shawn wink. "Sasha." He spoke as he walked passed.

Jackson stood there mouth open. Sasha took her hand and lifted her hand to lift his chin up. Jackson then turned to the former women's champion. "The things I'll do to him mmmmmmmmm."

Sasha giggled. "Your a slut-"

"No am i am not, and if I was. I'd be his, if I were you-but then again the only thing you know is Bret."

"And is that a bad thing?"

"Have you ever had sex with anyone besides Bret? I mean you've been dating him since what 11-"

"No, 17. And that's none of your business-"

Jackson's jaw drop in shock." Are you serious? You can't tell me about how Bret had you on all fours and you giving him a bj but that's none of my business if you've ever been with another man? Hoe please!" Sasha could do nothing but laughed Jackson continued. "If you haven't that's a good thing, but if you have or haven't Bret and you are going to spend the rest of your lives together. I just know it, and when you finally give him a answer I would love to be a bridesmaid."

"You mean groom?"

"No honey you heard right, bridesmaid." Jackson then thought about it. "Didn't he ask you to marry him before?"

Sasha played with the ring on her finger. "Yeah, but I decline because he.......can we change the subject?"

Jackson got the feeling she was getting uncomfortable. He did what he was asked. "Okay."

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Bret was back in Calgary still healing from his sprain ankle. He kept active by responding to fan letters, and rearranging his home. The sound of the door bell startled the Canadian. "Who is it?"

"Open the door and you will see!" Said the person on the other side of the door. Bret smiled already knowing who it was spoke those smart remarks.

"Hey Austin."

"Hello sunshine, took long enough." Steve Austin shook his hand. Despite the feud between them, Bret and Steve were actually good friends. No one knew but, these men had a grate deal of respect for one another. Steve took a seat next to Bret on the couch. "When you coming back champ?"

Bret placed his cruches on the side of him. "Not sure, suppose to be a few weeks, but I am making good progress says the doctor."

"Good news to hear buddy, have you heard from the love of your life?"

Bret smiled. He knew Steve was referring to Sasha. "Yes."

The Texas native rubbed his gote. Bret leaned back comfortable on his sofa. "Why?"

"A few nights ago, a few guys and I were at a bar- I saw Sasha there-"

"Oh yeah, she told me about that."

Steve gave Bret an odd look. "Really? So your cool with it?"

"Yeah, why wouldn't I? Her and Rena do it all the time."

Steve then let what Bret sink in. He'd figure to mind his business. Bret smirk. "You spying on my girl for me?"

Steve smiled. "No, I just did'nt know she could handle the Jack like that."

Bret held his hands up in the air in defense. "She learned form the best. I got a beer in the box did you want one?"

"Do you have to ask?"

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The week went by pretty fast, and Sasha was happy it did. She couldn't wait anymore to see Bret. Tonight was their last show in the United States and then the superstars flew to Toronto for Monday night Raw where. But for tonight, they were in Portland, Oregon. Sasha had to admit, she was falling for Shawn's charming ways. Shawn and her talked but not to the point where people got suspicious. She stared at the showstopper and he wrapped the white tape around his wrist.

"Can I ask you something?" He questioned.

"Sure, anything?"

"What do you see in Bret?"

Sasha crossed her legs. "Well besides him begin very sexy, you a great guy and I known him since I was little. We have passion that is amazing. He can make laugh more than cry."

Shawn rasied his eyebrow. "Well is he's so much this and that, how come I hear so much locker room talk about the guy?"

"Huh? I don't know, I guess their jealous of what we have............what did you hear?" Sasha asked wanting to know.

Shawn smirk. "Just locker room talk-"

"Like?"

"Like....he hits you."

Sasha got quite. She didn't respond. The third generation wrestlers started to feel uncomfortable. "Really?" Was all she said.

Shawn gave her a look of concern when he notice to tone in her voice. "Is it true-"

"That's none of your business-plus I don't feel comfortable discussing this with you."

"Sorry you feel that way, but you should be with someone who doesn't-" He moved his lips closer to her without any hesitation kissed her. Sasha wanted to pull Shawn in but pushed him away. "I can't do this."

As she tries to move, Shawn pulls her hips colser towards her. Sasha feels the hardness through his tights. "Why not-"

Sasha withdrew herself again. "I have to go."

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Hours later she arrived in Toronto, Bret begin Bret already book her a hotel room. When she entered the door, the room was candle lit. Her eyes widen.

"Too many candles?" He asks.

"No it's perfect. I missed you so much." She embraced his hug.

"I missed you. Let's get you out of these clothes." Bret limp over to her and began to remove her clothes.

"Babe, is your leg okay enough to do this?"

Bret stop. "I don't know let's see-" He kissed her stomach. She fell softly on the bed and comb her fingers through his hair. She moan as Bret began to lick and kiss his way towards her inner thighs. Both lovers looking at each other, Bret took the tip of his tongue and softy,slowly played with her clit. He then slid it down to taste her juices. "Fuck!" She hissed. Sasha removed Bret's shirt and pushed him up against the wall. Jeans already unzip, Sasha teased Bret's cock with her tongue. Staring down at her he removed the strands of sandy brown hair from her face. "You wanna taste daddy?"

Sasha winked and placed Bret's man hood full into her mouth. She was so nasty for him he loved it. Keeping her eyes on him the entire time, Bret squirm at the flicker of Sasha's tongue on him. He rose her up and kissed her quickly on the lips. Bret feel to the bed with Sasha on top of him. She straddled herself top of the hitman and she watched as he bit his bottom lip and began to thrust himself inside of her. The faster he went the more intense Sasha's body felt. She clung on to Bret's neck, she tired to match the motion that Bret was giving her but she couldn't keep up. "Relax baby, let me feel those guts." Bret spoke kiss her. He placed both of her legs on his shoulder while Sasha was still on top of him, sat up and pounded into her slowly. Sitting on her elbows, Sasha glided her hips slowly as well. Bret had a evil smirk plastered on his face. "Ready to cum for me?"

"Yes, make-" Before she could finsh her sentance Bret thrust his hard man hood inside of her wett passage. "Ohhhhh.....ahhhhh Bret!"

Both lover climaxed together. Bret laid on in back while Sasha rested her body on the top of the bed, her legs still on him. Bret finally sopke.

"I got an offer for 9million with WCW."

Sasha gathered her stregth together to sit up. "What? You thinking about jumping ship?"

"No, not sure. Money isn't every thing." Still trying to get his heartrate back to normal.

"We just had mind blowing sex, let's not blow that high disscussing work."

She slid next to him. "Okay. Bret agreed at feel alseep with Sasha on his chest.