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Cinnamon Girl	By : sugarkisses Category: WWF/WWE > Het - Male/Female Views: 4201 -:- 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!

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Washington, DC.

Once again, I’m in charge of making sure that the correct superstar gets out to the ring at the correct time. It’s early in the show and I watch as Chris goes out…

Chris and I had a really long talk this morning. While Adam was in the bathroom at our breakfast restaurant, I told Chris about what had happened the night before with the drunken fan. Chris agreed with Adam that such things happened more than they liked, but that they just got used to it.

“Shit, they’ve done it to me when I’m out with my wife and kids” Chris confessed, drinking from his coffee cup. “What happened to you was tame”

So now I feel bad that I went off on Adam, though I haven’t told him so. Adam has a quick “behind the scenes” segment to film… but as Chris comes backstage after his match, I’m shocked to see that he’s bleeding from his mouth.

“Chris” I cry, going to his side, “Are you okay?”

He waves me away. “I’ll go to medical, Cin… you stay on top of your list on that clipboard”

I want to go with him to make sure that he’s okay, but he’s right, I need to stay on top of my job.

I go through the night, including Adam’s match against the Great Khali. I can’t help but to fawn over Adam when he approaches and smiles at me. I do my best to keep myself in check, though, not wanting anyone to accuse me of dereliction of duty because my lover is around me.

We finish out the night and stop off at the hotel bar. I just order a soda, but Chris and Adam order beers.

“How is your mouth?” I ask Chris, peering at him.

“It’s okay… John just hit that finishing move of his and my tooth cut the inside of my cheek…”

“Ouch”

“It’s never fun to bleed” Adam concurs, sipping from his beer.

“You guys scare me sometimes” I confess.

Chris laughs. “We scare ourselves, too”

I mean what I’ve said. The physical toll that wrestling takes on a body can be very intense even though the matches are scripted. “Well, I’m just glad that you’re okay”

“I’m tough, Cin” Chris consoles, smiling at me.

“We’re both tough” Adam pipes up. “Look at me, I’m not even complaining about Randy giving me an RKO”

“Did it hurt?” I ask with concern, looking at him.

“It always stings the neck a bit” Adam replies, drinking from his beer, “but I’ll live”

“I don’t know how you guys do it”

“Sheer determination” Chris states. “That and a total disregard for our bodies”

I shake my head and want to tell them that they worry me, but I know that they won’t hear it.

We finish our drinks and then say goodnight, heading to our separate rooms.

Up in our room, Adam is quick to take off his shoes and socks, pacing over to the window. He looks outside at the city, sighing. “It’s pretty out there”

Giggling, I take off my sandals. “Don’t you feel out of place? It’s America’s capital, after all”

“Is that a Canadian joke?” Adam queries, turning to me and feigning hurt. “I thought you were above those, Cin”

Smiling, I walk over to him and allow him to wrap his arms around my waist, pulling me close. I end up with my face pressed against his chest until he turns me around so that I can see the window. He holds me from behind, his chin on my shoulder.

“Isn’t it beautiful?” he asks.

“Yes, it is” I breathe, enjoying the way that he holds me.

His right hand sneaks under my t-shirt and brushes across my stomach as he kisses my throat.

“You know” I whisper, my eyes closed, “I owe you an apology”

“Do you? For what?”

“For snapping at you last night… I talked to Chris and he told me that you were right about that drunk woman”

“Did he now?” he inquires, drawing his hand up to my breasts: my shirt is now hitched up my body. I’m wearing the new John Cena shirt yet again, so I’m not surprised when Adam pulls it over my head. “Well, I guess I owe Chris a beer”

I feel his hands undo the clasp on my bra, the lace fabric falling from my frame. I cover my breasts and turn back to face him, finding that he is smiling at me. He reaches behind me and closes the drapes.

“Don’t want the whole world watching us” he quips.

“I thought you were the ‘rated r superstar’” I tease, dragging his shirt over his head.

“Oh, I am, baby” Adam confirms, pulling me flush against him so that I can feel his erection next to my belly, “but I don’t share you with anybody”

His words make warmth spread through me from my head to my toes: I like his possessiveness. I place my hands on his chest and lean up on my tiptoes to kiss him, tenderly catching his bottom lip with my teeth.

“Mmm, I like that” he groans, tracing his fingertips over my sides.

“I owe you” I breathe against his lips, reaching down to his fly.

“Do you now?” he asks, grinning and pressing his forehead to mine.

“Yes, I do…” I reply, undoing his belt and fly. I push at his jeans and underwear, then go to my knees as I pull them off of him. There below him, I look up… he looks glorious, his hard cock straining. “I owe you… a lot…”

He moans as I wrap my right hand around his shaft, gently squeezing him. I lean upward and lick the head of his cock, collecting his wetness on my tongue… oh, he’s so deliciously salty…

“Cin” Adam groans, placing his hands on my head, “Oh, baby…”

I open my mouth and take him in, sucking on his hot, hard flesh. I bob up and down slowly, just tasting him… above me he growls and digs his fingers into my scalp. I’ve never been so tender with a man before: I’m literally making love to his cock with my mouth and tongue. I even gently scrape my teeth over him, which causes him to hiss. Oh god, I want more…

“Cin… honey, come up here a second…”

I obey him, releasing him and getting back on my feet. He kisses me, his tongue invading my mouth.

“I don’t want you straining” he whispers, stroking my face. He tenderly helps me out of my jeans and panties.

Granted, he is nearly a foot taller than me and it’s difficult for me to be on my knees in front of him: I’m amazed at his tenderness as he maneuvers us so that we’re lying on the bed. I roll him onto his back and within seconds I’m on him again, enjoying his flavor.

“Honey” he cries.

Dear god, but I’m in love with sucking him, with the feel of him in my mouth. I continue on until he stops me, gently pulling me away.

“Kiss me” Adam begs.

I do as he asks, kissing him just like I have his cock, soft and sweet. I straddle his waist and draw my hands over his chest, feeling the muscle of him. I’m in awe of his physical strength, and not for the first time.

“Cin, baby” he says against my lips, “Ride me…”

I slide onto him, taking him deep inside of me… oh god, so good…

This time I make love to him slow and easy, just sliding my hips forward and back. I owe him this and I love the way that he grimaces and moans.

“Oh, Cin… fuck me, baby…”

I do just as he says, resting my hands on his chest. I begin to move faster and harder as the passion builds: Adam moves his hips into mine restlessly, gasping as he does.

I want this moment, with the two of us, to last forever… but our moans are growing louder, our movements more fevered. We’re both going to come…

Adam pulls me down for a kiss, his hands framing my face. “Cin, honey” he whispers, “I’m gonna come…”

“Oh, yes” I answer, my own body on edge. “I want your come inside of my cunt”

“It’s all yours, Cin… I… oh, god…”

He spasms beneath me, his cock exploding deep inside of me. A few throbs from him and I come, digging my nails into his chest and letting my forehead fall there as well. I go through an intense orgasm: I see lights behind my eyelids and I can’t control my trembling…

“Oh, Cin” Adam pants, stroking his hands down my back, “Oh, my god”

I giggle, slowly opening my eyes as he brushes my hair from my face. I kiss him gently…

“I like it when you owe me one” he teases. “Oh… and I definitely owe Chris a beer”

I can’t help but to laugh. “Adam, you’re horrible”

“Am I? Sorry, honey…”

“You’re not sorry” I intone, kissing him again.

“You’re right, Cin… I’m not”

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