Cinnamon Girl | By : sugarkisses Category: WWF/WWE > Het - Male/Female Views: 4132 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not know Edge/Adam Copeland. I am making no money from this. I only own my OFC, "Cinnamon Girl". This is a work of fiction! |
A/N: I suppose that I should change the description to a romance... what do you guys think?
~ sugarkisses
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I wake up in the middle of the night to an empty bed. Sitting up, I move to turn on the bedside light when I hear Adam say, “No”
“Is everything okay?” I query, following the sound of his voice.
He’s in the chair by the window: I see him as he peers out at the night. He’s naked… “Everything is fine, Cin”
“You’re not in bed”
“I’m thinking”
I don’t know if I should ask him what about or just leave him be. What I do know is that I’m cold without him, so I get up off of the bed and pull the sheets back, preparing to climb back into bed when he speaks…
“Cin, come here”
Obeying him, I slowly walk over to where he is, fully aware of my nakedness as he holds the curtain open. Pausing at his side, I’m not surprised when he pulls me into his lap so that I’m sitting with my legs over the arms of the chair.
For a long while he just holds me, my head tucked under his chin. I’m lulled by the sound of his heartbeat, the warmth of his skin.
Finally, he speaks. “Sometimes I think about the old times and I can’t sleep” he confesses. “I was so young when this all started”
“You’re still young” I respond, peering out of the window. Boston is still alive even at this late hour, and I can see cars moving in the distance.
“Yeah, but… baby, I was just a kid when I decided I wanted to do this. I was so unsure of the future, and look at me now… I’m headlining ‘Night of Champions’…”
I want to tell him that he deserves it, but I think better of it and decide to listen to him.
Adam sighs, rubbing my right arm. “It’s just been such a long ride, and I’ve made so many mistakes along the way”
“Everyone makes mistakes”
“Not like mine… shit, honey, I’ve had my eye on you for a long time, for as long as you’ve been with the company, and yet I didn’t act on anything until just recently. Even when I was on Smackdown, I would see you at the Pay-Per-Views… I wasted a lot of time on women who didn’t appreciate me, who didn’t have the guts that you have…”
I’m unsure of what he means, but I stay quiet, allowing him to explain.
“You love me” he breathes, holding me close. “You love me, and that means so much to me”
Pulling back, I look into his eyes and kiss him. “Adam…”
“Cin… Don’t stop loving me”
I know now that I never could: I’m hooked, and hooked bad.
He stands up with me in his arms and carries me to the bed, placing me on the mattress. I scoot over to make room for him, sitting up and taking off my high heels from the night before, dropping them to the floor.
We cuddle down into the mattress and I giggle as he lazily puts an arm around my waist.
“You going to be able to sleep?” I ask.
Adam shrugs. “Maybe…”
“You need your sleep” I whisper, reaching between us and finding his cock. He grows hard almost instantly in my grasp.
“Mmm, Cin” he groans, moving his hips back and forth so that he’s gently fucking my hand, “What are you up to?”
“I want to go down on you” I admit, tightening my grip upon him.
He kisses me, then nuzzles my face. “I’m not going to stop you”
“Good” I answer, slowly descending his body. I kiss his skin, rub my nose against it as I move over his flesh, down to where the hair on his chest narrows and then starts again under his belly button. I come face to face with his cock, licking away the wetness on the tip.
“Mmm” he purrs, stretching.
Using my tongue, I trace the ridges of the head, then further down to the veins on his shaft. He tastes so good to me… I open my mouth and suck on his cockhead, tenderly teasing him.
“Oh, Cin… baby, that’s so good…”
“Mmm” I answer, refusing to take my mouth off of him. I begin to move up and down his length, doing my best to take all of him. He’s so salty-sweet, delicious…
I slurp at his cock, doing my best to work him, my right hand on the base of his shaft.
“Honey, you suck me so good” he coos, his hands in my hair.
God, but I love sucking him. I love everything about his cock, everything about him. Going up and down his shaft, I work him until he comes in my mouth, his salty fluid so good…
He lifts me up so that I’m facing him once more, panting with his orgasm. I’m surprised by the deep kiss that he gives me, his hands on my shoulders.
“Think I can sleep now” he whispers, kissing my forehead.
“Me too” I add, cuddling against him.
“Good… sleep with me, baby”
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The coffee at our Boston hotel is delicious… I’m sitting at the table with my second cup, patiently staring out the window of the room as Adam talks to his mother. He hasn’t mentioned me to her, but I don’t find it odd… I imagine that our entire relationship is a bit overwhelming for him, especially after what he said last night. It makes me sad that feeling loved is something new for him…
Leaving my coffee for a moment, I get dressed, putting on a light blue t-shirt and a pair of jeans. Adam is still lounging in his underwear, looking relaxed as he sits on the bed talking. He makes a motion towards me for more coffee, and I bring the carafe over to him, filling his cup. For my troubles, I get a light slap on the behind, which makes me giggle: I cover my mouth, hoping that I wasn’t so loud that his mother heard me.
“No, Mom… Yeah…” Adam states, giving me a look. “It’s a long story that I’ll tell you later, okay? Yeah… Love you, too… Bye”
“Oh shit” I whisper as he hangs up the phone. “Did she hear me?”
Adam runs his fingers through his hair and smiles. “Yeah, but it’s okay… It’s about time I mention you to her”
“Are you sure?” I query as I sit back down with my coffee.
“You don’t want me to?”
I shrug. “It’s up to you, Adam”
“You sound uncomfortable”
“Well, I know how much you care about your mother… I don’t want to get between you two…”
“You won’t”
“Time to get dressed?” I ask, trying to change the subject.
He shakes his head. “Not quite yet” he replies, drinking from his coffee mug. “I was thinking about calling Chris and seeing if he wants to come out with us”
“We’re going out?”
“Mmm-hmm” he answers, stretching. “I like Boston”
“What if you get recognized?”
“I’m used to it, honey... The question is, will you be okay with it”
Sipping from my coffee, I get up and walk over to my suitcase, finding my sandals and putting them on. “Why wouldn’t I be?”
“Some people don’t like it”
“Is this going to be a test?” I query, looking at him.
“I guess you could say that” Swinging his legs off of the bed, he finds his jeans on the floor and slides into them, followed by his t-shirt. “Do you mind if Chris comes along?”
“Not at all… I like him”
“You do, do you?” Adam asks, moving close to me. “Not like you like me, I hope”
Leaning up on my tiptoes, I kiss him, still holding my coffee cup. “Not like I like you” I breathe, smiling.
“Good”
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Chris and Adam are recognized: often. Fans want them to sign autographs and take pictures, which they gracefully do, even when we stop for lunch. I have to admit that it’s all a bit daunting, especially the squealing females… but I take it in stride, proud of the two of them for being such gentlemen. A few people ask if I’m a wrestler, which makes me laugh.
After lunch, we walk around the city, then take a cab back to the hotel in time for dinner. We decide to eat in the hotel bar… which just happens to be crawling with production people. I haven’t told anyone about my relationship with Adam…
When I first step inside, I want to run from their prying eyes… Adam seems to sense this, and he grabs my hand, whispering, “Stay with me, Cin”
I’m scared, but I stand close to him, feeling his warm hand holding mine. The waitress gives us a booth and we sit down, taking the menus she hands us.
“Lot of production in here tonight” Chris states. “You okay, Cin? You look like you saw a ghost”
“I’m just a bit nervous” I confess, sighing.
“They’re just your co-workers” Adam soothes, putting an arm around me.
“You haven’t told anyone yet” Chris surmises. “Well… I guess it’s out now…”
I feel like crying until I see that Chris is smiling at me: there’s something comforting about his visage. Adam squeezes me close at the same time, pulling my body against his.
What can I do? I’m certainly not embarrassed about my relationship with Adam, or my friendship with Chris. Besides, I can’t get fired… oh, what the hell? “Ah… fuck ‘em” I breathe.
The two men I’m with laugh.
“Exactly” Chris agrees, nodding. “That’s a girl”
“That’s my Cin” Adam encourages. “Now, what do you want to eat?”
“A big burger” I reply, giggling.
“Sounds good… with a nice beer”
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Adam and I are lying in bed, our shoes off, watching TV. I have my head on his chest and am listening to his heartbeat as he gently strokes my hair.
“So, how did you like the fans?” he asks, playing with a lock of my hair.
“It was interesting… especially seeing how the women reacted to you”
“Jealous?”
I snort and rub my face against his chest. “You wish”
“Hey, there were some pretty hot babes out there…”
“Oh, now you’re trying to make me jealous” I answer, sitting up so that I can see his face. He’s smiling, so that I know that he’s kidding me. I don’t know what comes over me, but I start to tickle him along his ribs, making him laugh.
“Hey!” he cries, “Hey, Cin, that’s enough!”
“Have you learned your lesson?” I tease.
He uses his body strength to roll himself on top of me, trapping my hands beneath his bulk. “I’ll teach you a lesson” he responds, kissing my throat. Adam reaches between us and begins to tickle me… I can’t fight his large hands. He has me pinned down so that all I can do is laugh, tears running from my eyes. “Do you give?” he inquires, licking my earlobe, his breath hot upon my skin.
“Yes!” I agree, wrenching beneath him, “Yes!”
“That’s my girl” he praises, kissing my forehead. “Now, no more tickling”
“Okay” I concede, smiling. I’m rewarded with a warm, wet kiss that has me reeling in seconds, his body so good against mine.
We help each other out of our clothes and suddenly he maneuvers us so that he’s lying behind me on the bed. He lifts my left leg and enters me, immediately sliding deep inside of my pussy.
“Oh, god” I moan, pushing back against him.
From this angle he can lick and bite at my neck at will, and he does, which has me pitching in his arms. His hands find my breasts, and he uses them for leverage.
“Adam” I cry out, reaching back and ending up with my hand full of his hair, “Oh, god… fuck me…”
“Mmm, say it, Cin… say I feel good inside of you”
“You know you do” I whine, hissing as he bites into my shoulder. “You feel so good in my cunt”
He likes that I’ve used the word “cunt”: he growls and begins to move in and out of me in deep, hard strokes. I can feel the strength of him as he thrusts, his muscled chest against my back. I want to kiss him, but I can’t in this position… I wonder if he knows just how many times he has put me into a new one. I decide to tell him and he laughs throatily, licking at my left ear.
“I want it to be good for you” Adam whispers.
“Oh, and it is” I reply, clawing at his hip with my left hand.
“Cin… you’re so sweet…”
“Want to kiss you” I plead, moaning as he hits my spot just right.
“You will, baby… just hold on and let me fuck you”
How could I say no? My insides are melting around him, his passion igniting my own. I cover his right hand with my own and squeeze his fingers.
“Mmm, you like it when I play with your tits?” Adam queries.
“Fuck, yes” I answer, closing my eyes with ecstasy. He’s fucking me so good, hitting my spot so that the knot in my stomach grows immense.
“Oh, baby… I can feel you… go on and come for me”
I allow him to push me over the edge, an intense orgasm washing over my frame. I shiver and tremble in his grasp, hearing his low groan followed by the grunts that symbolize that he’s coming.
Lord, but I don’t know where I am for a minute… I know that I’m with him, I can feel the light sheen of sweat between our bodies, I can feel his panting breaths as he lies behind me. As I gather my senses, I peel his hands from my breasts and kiss his knuckles, his fingers curling into his palms.
“Cin… that was a big one for you, wasn’t it?” Adam inquires, kissing the back of my neck.
“Yes” I admit, smiling, “And you bit me again…”
“Love bites, honey… just love bites…”
“So how do I taste?” I tease, stretching against him.
“Easy… I’m still sensitive” he admonishes: when I still, he speaks. “You taste delicious, Cin, as always…
“Hmmm… you know, I feel like sleeping now”
“Me too”
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TBC
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