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Conner just nodded.

“Who is it?”

“We’re talking about you here. Let me go get you a pillow and some blankets.”

“Who is it, Conner?” Dylan asked with a grin.

“Sasha.”

“Sasha, the new social media manager?” His eyebrows flew all the way up.

“I’m not talking about this right now. You’re going to sleep it off and I’ll see you in the morning.”

He went and got the bedding and threw it on the sectional. “Get some sleep Dylan, I'm sure Dan will be ready to talk about things in the morning.”

“Thanks man,” Dylan said, giving him a hug. “You're a good brother,” he said with a slight slur.

Conner turned to head back upstairs anxious to get back to Sasha. When he walked into his room the sight of her on his bed warmed his heart. She had fallen asleep while working, her laptop was open on her lap, her phone was next to her, and her glasses were still on. Something about this squeezed Conner's heart.

He walked over to her and moved her stuff on the bedside table next to her. Then he slipped her glasses off and carefully folded them before setting them on the table. He gave a contented sigh as he looked at her. Then he climbed into bed, gently pulled Sasha down with him, and drifted off to sleep.

Early the next morning Conner woke up to an alarm, he reached for his phone, but it wasn't his. It was six in the morning, and they didn't have morning skate. They were doing a video review before ice time, so he didn't even need to be in until nine.

Then he realized Sasha was still in bed with him, and it was her phone. She was already sitting up and shutting it off. It was early, but he liked having her here.

He rubbed her back and she turned to him and smiled.

“What time do you have to be at work today?” he asked before giving over to a big yawn.

“I usually make it in between 8:30 and 9,” she said with a stretch.

“It's six AM,” Conner said confused.

“It is, I have a routine. Yoga, shower, get ready, breakfast. It all takes time,” she said with a yawn.

“I have a gym in my basement. I usually run on the treadmill if you want to join me. I have a couple yoga mats down there.”

“Yeah, that sounds good. Let me go change.”

Conner got up and threw some gym shorts on and waited for Sasha. She came out of the guest room in yoga pants and a sports bra. Conner's mouth dropped and felt an instant erection.

“Damn Sasha, warn a guy first,” he said, trying to discreetly deal with his erection that was becoming more and more of a problem.

“Let's go,” she said, giving him a big smile. She knew what she was doing to him, and she was enjoying it. She was trouble.

“Follow me,” he said as they made their way to the basement. Once they were in the gym he got on the treadmill as Sasha got out the yoga mat. This was a certain brand of torture that he had never quite endured before. Running his twenty minutes on the treadmill while this goddess in front of him bent and twisted herself into all kinds of sexy shapes. He had to say, this was the first time he ever jogged this long with an erection. He would have to take care of himself in the shower because he was all worked up. The way her yoga pants hugged her perfectly round ass was something he wanted to wake up to everyday for the rest of his life.

She finished and rolled up the yoga mat as he got off the treadmill. She looked over at him and if the look in her eyes was any indication, she was just as turned on as he was. He walked over to her, passion stirring inside. Both of them sweaty and gazing at each other with hungry eyes.

He put his hands on her waist and pulled her in for a kiss, she didn't seem to mind the fact that they were both sweaty. His mouth came down on her and she instantly opened for him, he groaned and pulled her closer to him. He walked them back until he sat on the weight bench and pulled her down on top of him. She sat straddling him and they kissed. She started to grind her hips and he pulled her his closer to him, he didn’t want the first time they had sex to be after a workout in his gym on a weight bench, but he was starting to think maybe it wasn't such a bad idea as her hands found his hair and she ground her sex into his cock.

“Hey Conner, do you want breakfast?” said a voice that was on its way down the stairs. Sasha immediately hopped off his lap and he moved his hands to cover his erection as his brother made his way into the gym. “Oh right. You have company. Sorry to interrupt.”

“No, you're fine. I'm going to go hop in the shower,” Sasha said as she slipped right by him up the stairs.

Conner just glared at him. “Dude.”

Dylan just laughed.

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