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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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The morning after… I let Adam sleep and sneak off to take a shower, wanting him to get his rest. I wash my hair and face, soaping my body when Adam comes into the bathroom to relieve himself.

“Did I wake you?” I call from the shower.

He pulls back the curtain and steps in with me, smiling sleepily. “I just heard the shower going and wanted to get warm”

“Aw, you’re cold?” I inquire, stepping close to him.

“Nah, but it helps my muscles” he answers, wrapping his arms around my waist.

We maneuver so that the warm water cascades over his neck and he sighs happily, tilting his head back in the spray. He washes his hair while I watch, grinning at me.

“You’re up early, Cin”

“Old habits die hard” I reply, reaching out and soaping his chest. “We production people usually start early in the morning”

“I know” he grumbles, rinsing his hair. “You always wake me up”

“I’m sorry… I don’t mean to”

“I know you don’t, honey, it’s okay. Time for me to get my lazy ass up anyway”

I giggle, running my nails down his chest. “You’re not lazy… you work harder than I do… I mean, what you do is so much more physical…”

“I don’t know: what we do together is pretty ‘physical’”

I laugh again, noticing that he is hard once more. Lathering my hands, I wash his cock with smooth, languid strokes.

“God, baby… you know just how to touch me…” Adam laments, pressing his forehead to mine.

What can I say? I love touching him, love stroking his big, thick cock. I tell him as much, which makes him chuckle.

“Cin, baby… I want to fuck you”

“Mmm” I reply, pressing my body to his.

“Out of the shower… now”

I step out and grab a towel, drying myself off. I’m at my hair when he grabs my hand and pulls me out of the bathroom and towards the bed.

Adam grabs my face, kissing me, and then he pushes me backward so that I fall on the bed. I squeal with surprise, scooting my body upward on the mattress. He laughs and climbs in over me, spreading my legs with his own.

“Mmm, my sweet Cin” he moans, filling me.

Oh god, but he feels good, and I’m in the mood for him to be rough, which he is. Our bodies seem to be in sync with need. “Adam… baby…”

“I know, Cinny…”

“Fuck me” I plead, grasping his shoulders. “Oh, please…”

He snaps his hips into mine, fucking me with all of his strength. It hurts so good…

I come first, raking my nails down his back: he shouts when his orgasm hits…

While we are gasping, he laughingly says, “And that, in case you’ve never had one, Cin, is a quickie…”

I giggle, reaching up and running my fingers through his wet hair. “I’m used to those”

“Aw, Cin… I’m sorry…” Adam breathes, kissing my forehead as he rolls us onto our sides. “You’ve been with some inconsiderate bastards…”

“It’s okay… I have a feeling that you’ve been with some inconsiderate bitches…”

He nods, sighing. “I’ve had my share”

I kiss him tenderly, touching his jaw. I don’t understand how any woman could treat him badly… but then again, I’m in love with him.
I decide to change the subject, releasing him and asking, “Are you hungry?”

Adam chuckles. “Yeah, but let’s wait awhile before we go get breakfast… I need some time to recuperate…”

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Breakfast with my two favorite wrestlers: Chris and Adam. I order pancakes and coffee and just listen to the two of them talk. I discover that Adam is a big hockey fan, though I suppose it shouldn’t surprise me.

“Chicago won the cup this year” I pipe up, eating a forkful of pancake.

“With the help of a lot of Canadians” Adam returns, nonchalantly stealing some of my food.

“Well, yeah… you’re all born playing hockey, right?” I tease.

“Hockey and wrestling” Chris states, drinking from his coffee mug. “Where I’m from, that’s about all there is…”

“Sounds exciting” I breathe, fighting with Adam over a piece of my bacon that he is trying to sneak. “Would you stop taking my food?”

“I’m still hungry” he argues, working it out of my fingers and taking a bite.

I sigh and shake my head, though I’m not really angry. “So who do you follow in hockey?”

Adam smiles at me. “New Jersey Devils”

“I watch more baseball and football myself”

“Ouch” Chris intones, making a face. “You gotta work on her, Adam”

“What?” I ask, looking between the two men.

“You gotta get into hockey” Adam avers.

“But I’m not Canadian…”

“You’re a Canadian’s girl” Chris explains. “It’s just kind of expected. My wife likes hockey and she’s from Florida”

The two of them look so serious that I can’t help but to laugh. They try to remain severe looking, but in a few seconds they are laughing with me.

“Hey” Chris states, trying to affect a somber air, “Hockey is a serious thing”

“So the two of you won’t talk to me unless I convert?” I query.

Adam puts his arm around my shoulder. “I’ll still talk to you, Cin, but I’m going to do my damndest to convert you, I promise”

“Yeah… there’s a hockey trophy named after his uncle” Chris avows. “He’s definitely going to try”

“A memorial trophy named after my uncle Gary” Adam explains.

My laughter stops: so this is the uncle that he has told me about, the one that he was really close to who died in a car accident when he was about twelve. “I didn’t know”

“No harm done” Adam answers, drinking from his coffee. “Just expect me to make you sit through some games when the season starts”

“Okay” I agree. “I’ll give it a try”

“And that’s how it starts” Chris chimes in, beaming.

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I spend the next day in Production, getting ready for RAW. Adam is busy doing his own work, going over his match with his competitor. He calls me when he is done and we meet up for dinner at the hotel restaurant. Once again, there are lots of Production people there staring at us. Adam makes a point of putting his arm around me and holding me close as we eat in a booth.

By the time that we get up to our hotel room, I’m nearly drunk on the affection that Adam is showing me: he has been giving me little kisses and hugging me with his arm all through dinner and even now as we enter our room.

“Adam” I sigh, closing my eyes as he kisses me again. “Mmm…”

“Cin, you taste so good…”

“You’re being so affectionate”

“You don’t like?” he teases, stroking my hair.

“Mmm, I love…”

He closes the hotel room door behind us, locking it. “Well, I think you should get undressed”

“Just me?” I inquire, lacing my fingers in his belt.

“Are you hitting on me?” he queries, leaning down to kiss me softly.

“Fuck, yes” I answer, brushing my hand over his crotch. He is already growing hard, which makes me purr.

“You tease” Adam groans, pushing his hips forward to make contact with my hand.

“I’m only a tease if I don’t plan on fucking you” I respond, leaning up to nuzzle his face with my own.

“This is no time for logic” he states, chuckling. “I’m horny for you, baby… out of your clothes, now”

I obey, kicking off my sandals and starting in on my shirt and bra. I toss the items away and smile when I see that he is undressing just as heatedly. Once I am naked, he grabs me by the back of the neck and pushes me towards the bed so that I end up on my hands and knees.

“Wanna fuck you from behind” he breathes, pulling at my hair.

“Mmm, yes” I agree, pushing back against him.

“But, first things first…”

I wonder what he is up to until I feel his tongue lick me from my entrance to my clit: I moan as he digs his hands into my backside. “Adam… oh, god…”

“Let me love you, baby” he replies, lathing my pussy.

It feels too good for me to say no… besides, it’s what he wants. I happily allow him to have his fill, loving that he is eating me from behind. He’s not inhibited sexually, that’s for sure, and I love it. He licks at my clit, then sucks on it, making me cry out. Adam slides a finger inside of my, easily finding my spot.

“Oh, Adam…”

“Mmm, baby… you’re so tight…”

“Want you” I whine, keening as he begins to move his finger in and out of me.

“I want you, too… are you ready for me?”

“Yes” I plead, digging my nails into the bed.

Adam moves so that he’s behind me, slapping my backside. “I love your ass, Cin… one of these days, I want to fuck it”

“Mmm, yes” I agree.

“Mmm, you’ll let me?”

I nod, reaching back to grab his right hand.

“Fuck, that turns me on” he growls, entering me roughly.

I release his hand and grab onto the mattress, trying to keep my balance as he thrusts in and out of me. Oh yes, I love the way that he fucks me. I realize that I’m willing to go that far with him, willing to try anal sex for the first time in my life: I love him enough to share that with him.

He slows for a minute, leaning over me to kiss and bite the back of my neck. “Oh, baby… you feel so good…”

“You feel good, too” I reply, reaching back for him once more. My nails dig into his thigh and scratch his flesh.

Adam pulls at my hair, growling. “Mmm, babe… I’m going to fuck you hard… you want that?”

“Yes, I want it” I agree, trying to nod.

“That’s my baby”

He begins to pummel into me, making me cry out. He’s holding my hair, which hurts but also turns me on. Adam is fucking me like an animal and I love his intensity… it seems that in our relationship, we’re torn between moments of intensity and moments of loving passion…

“Oh my god, I’m gonna come” he announces, pulling hard on my hair.

I hear his rough grunts, feel his cock spasm inside of me… and I’m lost to my own orgasm. I’m not quite sure how it happens, but we end up on the bed, with him behind me, kissing my shoulder… at least that’s what is happening when I come back to myself.

“Adam” I state, gasping for breath, “Oh, honey…”

“That was good, wasn’t it?” he asks proudly, running his lips over my flesh.

“Definitely”

“Sorry it wasn’t very romantic… sometimes I just get so horny for you that I can’t control myself”

“It’s okay” I soothe, stroking his left arm which is over my waist. “I was serious, by the way…”

“About?”

“Letting you take my ass” I blush as I speak, but I press on. “You know, I’ve never done that with a guy…”

“Mmm… so I get the first crack?”

I laugh at his double entendre. “Yes, you do… because I trust you…”

“Don’t worry, baby… I’ll take good care of you, I promise”

“I know you will… my ‘rated r superstar’…”

“Hmm, you’re my ‘rated r superstar’, babe”

I giggle and press my back into his chest, feeling the warmth of him.

“Though there’s something else I want to try with you first”

“Will I enjoy it?”

“Oh yes, baby… if I can do it just right…”

“Sounds interesting…”

“It will be, baby… I promise”

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