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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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We make it through the “Hell in a Cell” pay-per view: Adam has a match against Jack Swagger, who just happens to be a Smackdown star. Adam wins his match. It’s a long night in Dallas, and we have to be in Wichita, Kansas the next night. Chris is taking a break from wrestling, so Adam and I drive alone to the venue the next morning.

“Kind of weird driving without Chris” I comment, sipping from my coffee.

“You saying I can’t drive?” Adam inquires, his eyes on the road. He’s wearing a black shirt and blue jeans, along with a pair of sunglasses.

“Not at all… but tell me… driving in America… how do you Canadians do it? I’d be lost driving in Canada…”

He chuckles as we move along down the highway. “Honey, this is cake compared to some places I’ve had to drive to… Jay and me, when we were younger, used to drive to some places you wouldn’t believe. The only way to get there was to drive over the frozen lakes in the winter”

“No shit” I swear. “I guess this IS pretty easy, then…”

Adam laughs and drinks his coffee. “I got us a special room in Wichita”

“Special?” I ask.

“Well, this is a celebration, so to speak… the two of us moving to Smackdown”

“We still have a RAW to get through”

“Not you… you’re off until Smackdown”

I sigh and put my coffee in the cupholder. “I have to say goodbye to people”

“Are you sorry you’re leaving RAW?” Adam queries, placing his right hand on my left knee and rubbing.

His touch makes me smile. “I’m going to miss some people a lot… but if it’s a question of you or RAW, there’s nothing to think about. I want to be with you”

“I know, baby… I just don’t want to turn your world upside down”

“Shit, Adam, you do that every time you touch me”

“Nice of you to say” he replies, squeezing my knee. “You know, Cin… you make me feel like I want to say it…”

I know what he’s referring to: those three little words he has yet to say to me. I giggle as he pushes my knee from side to side. “I’ll make you say it yet…”

“Will you, now?”

“Uh-huh”

Continuing on, we arrive in Wichita in good time. We check into the same hotel that everyone else is using, but end up way at the top of the facility. I’m wondering just what kind of room Adam got when I hear the man behind the counter mention the Honeymoon Suite.

“What did you do?” I ask as we get into the elevator with our bags.

“What?” he inquires innocently.

“The Honeymoon Suite?”

“I told you, I got us a special room…”

The room is spectacular… it has a King-sized bed and a Jacuzzi, for god’s sake. “Oh, Adam…” I whisper as he closes the door behind us. I leave my luggage and walk towards the bed.

“Champagne now or later?” he asks, smiling at me.

“Are you kidding?”

“Fuck no, it’s a celebration…”

I giggle at his tone. “I think later on the champagne… right now I want to rest…”

“Rest?” Adam queries. “This room’s not made for resting…”

There’s a playful look in his eyes: I dart left and he counters, I try to go right and he mirrors me… suddenly I make a break for the door but he’s too fast, catching me and slinging me over his shoulder.

“Oh no, you don’t” he teases as I squirm. “You’re not getting away from me”

He puts me down on the bed and climbs over me, pinning me down with his body.

“Hey” I cry, placing my hands on his shoulders. “What are you up to?”

“I’m horny” Adam responds, leaning down and licking my chin. “I want to fuck”

It’s not romantic, but it’s honest, and I can feel his hard cock pressing against the junction of my legs.

“Do you wanna fuck me?” I ask coyly, nuzzling his face with my own.

“Now, now, don’t tease” he replies in a scolding fashion. “I happen to have an erection, and I think it would behoove both of us if I were to use it”

I gaze at him and the look on his face: he’s obviously teasing me. “Adam…” I giggle.

“Not Adam, baby… Edge…”

Well, this is something new… I’ve never made love to him as Edge… “Edge” I whisper, smiling.

“Mmm, that’s better” he states, grinning down at me. “You wanna fuck Edge, baby?”

“Oh, yes” I reply, stroking my hands over his back.

“I like it hard and fast” he informs, kissing me. His tongue invades my mouth ravenously and then he pulls back. “Get your ass fucking undressed”

I obey as he rolls off of me, watching as he does the same in silence. I want to kiss him, but the look in his eyes tells me that it’s not right at this point in the game.

“That’s a good fucking girl” he intones, slapping my backside.

“I’ll be your good girl” I promise, playing along.

“Mmm… are you a hardcore Edge fan?” he asks, grabbing onto the nape of my neck.

“Yes” I allow him to hold me more tightly than usual: his roughness is strangely arousing.

“Well, baby, the ‘rated r superstar’ wants to fuck… right now…” He pushes me face down on the bed, slapping my ass again as I get up on my knees. “I’m going to fuck your pussy”

I moan in agreement: the sound morphs into a squeal as he enters me roughly. He fucks me hard and deep: fucking just for the sake of fucking, but it feels good.

“Mmm, you’ve got a nice pussy, baby… nice and tight…”

“Oh god, Edge” I cry, pushing myself up on my arms. “Your cock feels so good”

“Of course it does, babe” he answers, playing his cocky character to a tee. “I know I’m fucking you good… it’s what I do…”

Don’t ask me why, but it’s hot… a pang of desire rolls through me because he IS fucking me good. I’m melting around him, loving the pleasure that he gives me.

I get another slap on my behind, followed by his fingers digging into my flesh. It hurts a bit, but it all melds into bliss. He has never been so rough: he’s pushing my limits, but I allow it. His hips are snapping into mine, jarring my pelvis. God, but he’s deep in me…

“You want your nine-time champion to come inside of you?” he queries, smacking my backside again.

“Oh, yes” I cry, playing the part of the Edge fan (which I am). “I want my ‘rated-r superstar’ to come deep inside of me…”

“Ohhhh, yeahhhh” he growls. There are a few hard snaps of his hips (so hard that I almost fall forward on my face) and he comes, pulsing in my pussy. His orgasm forces mine and I call for him…

Somehow, we end up on the bed, Adam lying behind me. We’re both panting and he’s stroking my side, kissing the nape of my neck.

“So… is Edge gone for now?” I inquire, cuddling back against him.

“For now” he answers, chuckling.

“I think I have welts on my bottom” I declare, giggling.

“Oh, Cin… honey, did I hurt you?”

“I’m okay” I answer, placing my hand over his as he caresses my backside. “Hold me” I entreat.

“Aw” Adam states, kissing my shoulder. He squeezes me close with his arm around my waist. “My sweet Cinny”

“My sweet Adam” I retort. “I love you”

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RAW in Wichita, Kansas. All of my co-workers and friends on RAW are amazed that I’m leaving them: I get a lot of hugs and kisses goodbye. To me, there’s no great mystery… I’m going where Adam is going.

Adam goes out and does his last bit on RAW, in which he’s supposed to find out that he’s been traded to Smackdown. He does well, playing his part perfectly, including a final run-in with the Miz. Coming backstage afterward, he is quick to grab my hand and tell me that we’re leaving. I’ve said my goodbyes, so I’m ready…

We return to our hotel room and Adam orders champagne, smiling at me. “We’re celebrating” he states when I give him a look. “Now let me get the hot tub rolling…”

I watch as he fills the apparatus with water.

“You ever been in one of these?” he asks coyly.

“I haven’t been kept in that deep of a closet” I retort, taking off my shoes and socks. I sit down on the bed and stretch, feeling tension leave my body. I’m a bit worried about moving to Smackdown, truth be told. I feel like I’ll be starting out all over again… I say so.

“Hey” Adam calls to me, sensing my distress, “Hey… you’re gonna be fine”

“What if they don’t like me?” I query, looking at him. “I mean…”

“Cin, they’re gonna love you” he answers, getting the water going. It bubbles loudly… just at that moment, there’s a knock on the door: the champagne has arrived. Adam signs for it at the front door and brings it in, placing it on the table by the hot tub. “Cin… get your clothes off and get in the tub” he orders.

I do as he asks, shirking out of my clothes and climbing into the warm water: it feels good. Adam opens the champagne and pours two glasses, handing me one.

“Sip” he commands.

I obey… it’s good, nice and light. He rests his glass on the side of the Jacuzzi and suddenly I feel his big hands on my shoulders, kneading.

“Smackdown is my show” he consoles. “I know everyone over there and they know me. You’re going to be fine”

“Adam…” I sigh. God, but he’s being sweet.

“Easy, Cinny… just relax…” He stands back up and undresses, joining me in the water. “You’re very good at what you do: if you weren’t, the WWE wouldn’t have agreed to the switch”

What he’s saying makes sense, even to my anxiety-riddled brain. I start to ease up.

“Mmm, god this tastes good right now” Adam breathes, drinking from his champagne. “I’ve always loved to celebrate”

I want to ask him if it was the same with the others… for some reason, I open my mouth and do just that.

He peers at me strangely. “What do you mean?”

“I mean, did you celebrate like this with them?”

Adam puts his glass down again and reaches out to touch my face. “I did, but it wasn’t the same… they didn’t make me feel like you do. You make me feel like a king, Cin”

I can’t help but to kiss him, the sensation of his body against mine in the hot water making my heart sing. He tastes so good…

“You’re not like them” he whispers, pulling back. “You should never think that you are… I treat you like you, Cinny, not like one of them”

“I just don’t want to be like one of them… I love you too much, Adam”

“I know” he answers softly, pushing a stray lock of my hair over my ear. “And I don’t want to be like any of the assholes that you’ve been with”

“Oh, but you’re not” I defend. “You’re good to me”

“Then let’s agree… we’re not like the others”

I nod and move close to him, holding my champagne. He takes hold of his own glass and clinks it against mine.

“To a new start on Smackdown” Adam proposes.

“To a new start” I echo, drinking from my glass.

“Mmm” Adam states, smiling at me. “Now, have you ever made love in a hot tub?”

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