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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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XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX I’m cuddling with Adam, playing with his chest hair. I can hear his heartbeat under my ear… I gently pull on the crisp, golden hair that is between my fingers: it makes him laugh. “You know” he quips, “I used to shave my chest…” Now I giggle, leaning up to brush my face over his chest, leaving kisses behind on his skin. “I’m glad you don’t do that anymore. This is sexy…” “I’m glad you like” God, but I could stay like this at his side forever. I’m warm and satisfied, next to the man that I love. His skin feels so good against mine… “Do you want to know if I’m going to win the title?” he asks softly, digging his fingers into my hair. I wrinkle my nose. “I think I’ll wait and see like the rest of the people… but if it makes you feel any better, my money is on you” “Is it, now?” Adam queries, stroking my scalp with his fingertips. “And why is that?” “Because you’re due… you’ve worked very hard since you came to Smackdown. You’d make a good champ…” He chuckles. “Babe, you sound like such a mark” “I AM a mark for you” I retort, nibbling on his chin. “When it comes to you, I’m still a little girl watching her favorite wrestler” “Who did you like when you were growing up?” “Oh, let’s see… Hulk Hogan, of course. Macho Man, guys like that. Bret Hart… the Undertaker…” “Taker is still one hell of a competitor” Adam comments, angling his chin so that I can get at his throat. I kiss and lick his skin lazily, just enjoying the salt of him. “So are you, baby” “I think you’re a bit biased, honey” he laughs. “Maybe so, but it doesn’t make it any less true” “You sound like one of the announcers… next you’ll be saying that I’m a future WWE Hall of Famer…” He pauses to stroke his fingers through my hair, his fingertips caressing my scalp. “I’m just a guy, baby” “You’re strangely humble, Edge” I breathe, kissing his adam’s apple. Adam laughs, then sighs. “Cin… It doesn’t pay to be a braggart unless you’re a heel trying to get the crowd upset” “Well, then, how about I brag for you? You’re an incredible, entertaining wrestler who just happens to be beyond fantastic in bed…” Now he really laughs, his chuckling moving from his body to mine as I lay above him. “Compliments will get you everywhere” he coos, lifting my chin and kissing me softly. “And by the way, you’re pretty goddamn fantastic in bed yourself” “Why, thank you” I tease, blushing despite myself. “You’re going to be one hell of a champ” “Cinny… shit, you make me want to fuck you again…” I sit up over him, straddling his waist with his still-hard cock inside of me. “What’s stopping you?” Adam winces, inhaling sharply as he closes his eyes. “Ooh, baby… I’m still sensitive…” “Am I hurting you?” “No, no” he denies, digging his fingertips into my sides. “Just… go slow…” I obey him, moving my hips ever so slowly over his cock. He opens his eyes and looks at me: oh, god, his eyes are so beautiful. Adam cracks a wry smile… “How’s that?” I inquire in a gasp, loving the feel of him. “Perfect, Cinny” he answers, licking his lips. He reaches out with his right hand and caresses my left breast, tenderly pinching my nipple between his fingers. “Look at your pretty tits” he sighs. “Honey, you’re so beautiful…” “So are you” I reply, watching the pleasure run over his face. “I love fucking you like this” “Mmm, do you?” How could I not? Our rhythm is slow and sweet, rocking together. We had just fucked before we started talking and now we’re both tender so that it feels soooo good. “Baby, you’re so good to me” Adam laments, shifting a bit beneath me. “That’s because I love you” I answer, leaning down to kiss him. His tongue desperately chases mine, telling me that he cares for me. When I pull back, he frames my face in his hands. “Cinny, oh baby… make love to me” It’s the first time that he has ever asked for that, and it warms my heart. Sitting up above him once more, I do just that, moving over him until we both come hard and furious. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX TLC is an intense night. My nerves are all aflutter for Adam and whether or not he’ll win, not to mention whether or not he’ll be safe. TLC matches are notorious for high risk maneuvers by all of the participants, and Adam has been known to do some pretty crazy things in them. The night, and Adam’s match, don’t disappoint. I watch as he jumps from ladders, spears opponents and, at one point, jumps through a table which Kane is lying upon. I worry for him, as much of a mark as anyone else in the crowd. My poor baby has to be hurting, even as he climbs a ladder up to the belt which is hanging from the ceiling… I look on with baited breath as he grabs the strap… Oh my god, he won! He’s the champion once again! I squeal with delight, jump up and down and clap my hands. It’s unprofessional, but I don’t care. By the time that he gets backstage, I can see that he’s emotional about his win. I want to kiss him but I know that I can’t… He stares at me, so much longing in his eyes… and then he walks right up to me. Before I can stop him, he laces an arm around my waist and pulls me flush against his sweating, aching body. He kisses me deeply, his tongue chasing mine, and all I can do is moan into our embrace. When he lets me up, I’m immediately worried about what the others will say and think, but no one does anything. Adam smiles down at me, releasing my waist and slowly walking away… The rest of the Pay Per View goes well, and after another hour or so, I’m back with Adam and on our way to the hotel. On the way out of the arena, the fans scream and clap for him and I feel incredibly proud as he keeps his arm around me. Back at our hotel room, I find that Adam has been busy in our time apart: there is champagne and strawberries waiting for us. Once he closes and locks the door, I jump into his arms, kissing him furiously. “Easy, baby” he quips, framing my face in his hands, “I’m a bit sore…” Oh god, if he’s in pain now, he’ll be feeling terrible tomorrow… “Oh, honey…” He smiles and steps away from me, taking off his jacket and throwing it over a chair. He places the championship belt there as well: I stare at it. “I’ll be okay, sweetheart… tomorrow will just be a bit hellish” “Is there anything that I can do?” I query. His grin gets larger. “You can come here and put your arms around me” How could I deny such a sweet request for tenderness? I move towards him and open my arms, wrapping them around his waist. Squeezing gently, I whisper, “I’m SO fucking proud of you, Adam” He slides his arms around me and returns the hug. “That’s what I need to hear, babe” Leaning back just a little bit, I look into his eyes and see that he has once again become emotional. He had acted like it didn’t matter to him whether or not he won, but obviously that wasn’t true… “Aw, honey” I breathe. His eyes well up. “I’m just so happy… I have the belt, I have you…” I kiss him softly, running my hands over his lower back. “And I have you, Champ” “Help me out of my clothes” I obey, pulling back enough so that I can grasp the hem of his shirt and lift it. Oh god, I can already see bruises starting to form on his chest and stomach… I move on to his belt, undoing it easily as he kicks away his shoes and socks. I slide his pants down, kneeling to remove them. I’m faced with his beautiful cock: without a second thought I set my mouth on him, licking and sucking him to full hardness. “Oh, god” he murmurs, sliding his fingers into my hair. “Oh, baby, that feels so good… don’t stop” I have no plans to: he tastes salty sweet, and he’s so wonderfully hard. I want to suck him forever… but after a few minutes, he guides me back up to my feet and kisses me. “This isn’t all about me” he whispers against my lips as he pulls my shirt up: pausing for a moment, he drags it over my head and tosses it to the floor. “You’ve supported me through all of this… you deserve your fun, too” “Oh, but Adam, I WAS having fun, you don’t understand…” I reply as he takes off my bra, “the way you feel in my mouth, the taste of you…” “If you’re trying to make me horny, it’s working” he states, leaning down to lick my neck. Adam gently bites the junction of my neck and shoulder as he undoes my jeans. I wiggle out of the last of my clothing, allowing him to feast upon my flesh as he pleases. He certainly is a biter, but there’s something wonderfully primal about it. “You want champagne now?” I inquire, closing my eyes as he sucks my skin. “Mmm-mmm” he denies, finally releasing me. “I want you” We maneuver towards the bed and I lay down upon it as he directs me. He climbs in over me and kisses me once more… I wrap my legs around his waist, but he unlocks my ankles with his right hand and slides down my body… The first swipe of his warm, wet tongue across my pussy makes me moan and close my eyes. “My cheerleader” Adam comments, his breath hot against me. He trades off between lapping at me and sucking my clit until I’m close to losing my mind. “Adam” I cry through clenched teeth, “I need you now” “Want you to come on my tongue first” he demands, stroking his hands over my thighs. “Please, baby girl” Closing my eyes, I focus on the sensations running through me as he continues to feast upon me, his tongue and lips working at me. I unconsciously touch my breasts, cupping them… and then suddenly his big, calloused hands are there caressing them, pinching at my nipples. “Beautiful tits, beautiful pussy” Adam muses, nibbling at me. Oh god, I can’t hold out under his ministrations. I come, hard, lights flashing behind my eyelids… I don’t know where I am for a moment until I feel Adam’s tender kisses on my belly and moving up… Trying to catch my breath, I grasp onto his hands for leverage. “Oh, Adam…” “Mmm, that was yummy, baby” he compliments, leaning in over me for a kiss. “Adam… oh god, I love you” I answer, drawing my fingertips over his jaws. “Sweetheart” he mumbles, tears threatening him again. “I need to make love to you” I don’t respond verbally: instead I gently wrap my legs around his waist and pull his body into mine… Oh, I wish I could fully express what it’s like taking his cock inside of me… he is hot, hard… pulsing flesh. His gait is slow and smooth as he moves in and out of me. “Adam” I whisper, kissing him softly, “My sweet Champ” He begins to move his hips with more force, snapping them into mine. “Cin…” he breathes, grimacing with pleasure, “You’re my baby…” “All yours” I aver. No one will ever touch me like he does, I know that as surely as I know my name. Love for him pours out of me: I give him tender kisses, I stroke his back and shoulders, I thrust my hips up to meet his. He’s my Adam… He’s growling, and I know that he’s close to the edge just like I am. When we come, it’s together, muscles spasming, fluids mixing together. He collapses above me, but I enjoy his weight and the feel of his body full on mine… that is until he rolls us onto our sides. “Don’t want to crush you” Adam states, smiling. “Are you sore?” I ask, stroking his chest. He nods slowly. “It’s starting to kick in… I’m going to be sore as hell tomorrow” “Oh, baby…” “It’s okay… I’m Champ now” I grin and kiss him softly. “You most certainly are” Chuckling, he pulls me close and kisses me again, more fully and deeply. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX TBC
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