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! |
Chicago, my home city. I’m so excited to be back home that I talk a mile a minute in the back of the car.
“Cin, who put a nickel in you?” Chris asks, laughing.
“More like a quarter” Adam intones, chuckling along.
“Hey, I’m not that cheap” I defend, giggling. “I’m just happy to be home…” Of course, it doesn’t hurt my mood that yesterday I heard Adam telling his mother all about me: with all of these things combined, I feel giddy.
“I haven’t gotten a word in edgewise in 50 miles” Chris complains.
“Ooooh, no ‘edge’ jokes” Adam replies, drinking the last bit of his morning coffee.
I quiet down as we enter the downtown district on the way to our hotel. There’s a beauty to the city, in its grandeur. I love gazing out of the car windows…
“Cin? You got quiet” Adam states with concern.
“Just… happy to be home…” I whisper.
In our hotel room, I’m quick to go to the window and look outside.
“Babe… you really are in love with this city, aren’t you?” Adam asks, wrapping his arms around me from behind.
“You don’t feel the same way about Toronto?” I query.
“First of all, it’s pronounced ‘Tronno’” he chuckles, the vibrations moving through his chest to my back. “Secondly, yes… I love my home town”
I love the way that he holds me, his chin on my shoulder. I cover one of his hands with my own and smile. “It’s all so beautiful to me”
“Not as beautiful as you” Adam laments, stroking his free hand over my stomach.
“Are you hitting on me?” I tease, rubbing my cheek against his.
“Nah, I would never…” he tries, shifting his head so that he can nibble on my neck.
I can’t help but to giggle: it tickles. “Adam!”
“Cin!” he retorts, playfully slapping my behind.
I turn around and look at him, seeing the mischievous look on his face. “What are you up to?”
“Teasing my Cin” he responds, taking off his shirt. He kicks off his shoes and socks, then starts on his belt buckle.
I close the drapes and watch him as he shirks out of the last of his clothing. He is gloriously naked now, smiling at me.
“Do I tempt you?” he queries huskily.
Oh yes, he does… that velvety voice of his, his tall body so lean, his cock jutting out proudly. I put my right index finger between my lips and look at him: I feel like a kid in a candy store. I want all of him…
Reaching down, he grabs his cock and begins to stroke himself, smiling at me. “Do you have any idea how many times I’ve jerked off thinking about you?”
I shake my head and remove my shirt and bra, followed by my sandals. I get naked, too, watching him with hooded eyes.
“Oh” he quips, smirking, “I see that you like watching me…”
“You’re beautiful” I compliment, placing my hands on my breasts. My nipples harden under my touch, making me moan…
“Good girl” Adam praises. “I like watching you, too”
“Mmm” I cry, sliding my right hand down between my legs.
“Honey… lie on the bed” he encourages.
I obey happily, more than willing to play his game. I spread my legs and touch myself while he looks on, watching as he strokes his cock.
“Mmm, Cin… rub your clit for me”
I do as he says, moaning at the sensation. I’m incredibly turned on by the way that he’s looking at me, watching my every move. “Oh, Adam…”
“Show me how you touch yourself” he pleads, his voice hitching.
I work myself with my fingers, licking my lips as his hand goes up and down his shaft. God but he’s gorgeous pleasuring himself, muscles taut…
He moves closer and leans down to kiss me, his tongue chasing mine. “Cin, you’re so beautiful…”
“So are you” I answer, reaching up and stroking his chest.
“I love watching you” he coos, standing up straight and taking a few steps back. “You’re so sexy…”
I want to say right back at you, but I’m too busy watching the way that he strokes his cock. Oh god, but I’m close… “Adam…”
“I know, babe… you come first…”
Closing my eyes, I tilt my head back and let the pleasure flood me. It runs through my body from head to toe, my clit ringing with bliss as I come…
“Cin… oh baby, look at me…”
Lifting my head back up, I see the look in his hazel eyes: he’s going to come. I quickly open my mouth and sit up for him.
“Come in my mouth” I plead.
“Oh, yessss” he growls, stepping close to me. He positions himself over my body, his cockhead resting on my tongue. Adam grunts…
Oh god, yes, his fluid is warm and delicious on my tongue, and I swallow to accommodate it when he is through. I move over on the bed to give him some room.
“Oh, Cin…” he huffs, climbing into bed beside me, “Baby, that was good”
“Mmm hmm” I respond, cuddling close to him. “Another first for me…”
Adam chuckles, kissing me. “Cin… what kind of a wonderful closet have you been kept in?”
“I think you’re just more uninhibited than me”
“Do I push you too far?” he asks, furrowing his brow.
“No, no… you show me new things, and I appreciate that”
He rubs my back slowly, caressing me. “Baby, if I ever try to take you someplace you don’t want to go, I want you to tell me. I was serious when I told you that I like honesty”
“I know you were” I answer, kissing his chest. “I’ll tell you, I promise”
“Good… now, when do you want to eat?”
“I just had a ‘snack’” I tease, licking my lips.
“Whoa, Cin, was that a sex joke?”
I giggle as he wraps his arms around me.
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Preparations for “Night of Champions” are under way. Adam is working on his spots for his match with Chris and others, and I’m busy working with Production. This will be my first Pay Per View “directing traffic”, so to speak. It’s a big job and I’m nervous about it. Adam seems to sense this and is gentle with me, taking me out to dinner and making love to me.
The night before the show, as we are lying in bed, I get a phone call from my mother. She wants to see me, but I’m just too busy. She lays on the guilt trip and by the time I get off of the phone with her, (promising that I will see her when I get some time off), I feel like crying.
“Oh, Cin…” Adam laments from beside me, “Honey…”
It’s the way that he says it… I burst into tears, getting up from the bed.
“Baby” he calls, moving with me, “Come here”
“I just need a good cry” I explain, trying to move towards the bathroom.
“I know” Adam responds, grabbing hold of my right wrist. “Come here”
I’m embarrassed to cry in front of him, but I can’t help it, and Adam has pulled me into a hug. He rubs my back and allows me to soak his chest with my tears…
“Cin, it’s okay” he soothes, kissing the top of my head. “I’m right here…”
Oh, he’s so sweet: it makes me cry more. He scoops me up in his arms and carries me back to the bed, lying us both back down.
“I know you’re scared” he whispers, stroking my hair, “but you’ll be fine tomorrow night. You can do it, Cin, I know you can”
“I just hate disappointing my mom” I reply, sniffling. I wrap my arms around his waist and hold on to him. “I’m just so fucking busy”
“I know you are” Adam answers, kissing my cheeks. He licks at my tears and caresses my back. “Your mom doesn’t understand… I’ve been there”
“But your relationship with your mom is so good…”
“It is, but people who aren’t in this business don’t understand what we do” He sighs and continues. “It’s sort of like being a doctor, you know… only doctors understand”
“I see what you mean” My tears are abating now, but I still hold on to him… it feels so good to be coddled by him.
“My sweet little Cin… you just wait, you’ll surprise even yourself tomorrow night”
Well, at least someone believes in me. God, though, it makes me want him. “Adam…”
“Yes, honey?”
“Kiss me”
He obeys with a laugh, pressing his lips to mine in a soft embrace. This time I’m the one to push my tongue into his mouth: he groans and places his hands on my backside. I grind my hips into his, feeling his cock stir.
“Oh, baby… you’re so naughty” he breathes between kisses.
“Want you” I respond, reaching between our bodies with my left hand to capture his cock. I stroke him from base to tip and he immediately becomes hard.
“Want you, too” Adam answers, rolling onto his back. “Ride me, Cin”
I’m more than eager to do just that: straddling his waist, I slide onto him, taking him deep inside of my pussy. We both moan at the blissful sensation.
“Oh, Cin” he murmurs, capturing my breasts in his hands, “Babe, what you make me feel…”
His thumbs brush over my nipples as I ride him, shifting my hips. I’ve never been with a man that I wanted so much… I move over him until we both come, shouting each other’s names.
“Thank you” I whisper as I collapse on him.
He chuckles between his panting. “Honey, you don’t have to thank me…”
“I’m thanking you for supporting me” I clarify, running my hands along his sides.
“That tickles” Adam warns, stopping my hands. “Babe, you still don’t have to thank me… we support each other, that’s what you do in a relationship”
“Still…” I answer, leaning up to kiss him. God, but he tastes good… “I love you”
“Mmm, baby… kiss me some more…”
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TBC
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