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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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“Cin… Cinny…”
I awaken to Adam’s voice calling my name. He is leaning over me in bed, kissing my face. “What’s wrong?”
“Good morning” he replies, kissing me softly.
“Are you sore?” I ask, reaching up and touching his shoulder.
Adam nods. “A bit, yeah… but what’s more, I’m horny”
I can’t help but to giggle: he frowns.
“It’s not funny” he complains. “I got up because I was hurting, took a few pills and used the bathroom, brushed my teeth…”
I get up out of bed before he can stop me.
“Where are you going?” he queries.
“Bathroom”
“Don’t leave me hanging here, baby”
I go to the washroom and relieve myself, washing my hands and quickly brushing my teeth. By the time that I return to him, Adam is lying on his back with just a sheet over his body so that I can clearly see his erection straining against the fabric. “You poor sweetheart” I murmur, climbing back into bed with him. “Is the soreness better today?”
“Yes and no” he answers, lacing his arm around my waist. “I’m better, but I have deeper soreness in some areas”
“Do you want a massage?”
“Cin, I thought I told you a long time ago not to tease me when I have a hard-on”
Giggling, I roll into his embrace and kiss him, my tongue tracing his teeth as I pull the sheet away from him. He kisses me back expertly, pulling my body over his: he gasps when I put pressure on his ribs. “Oh, Adam… I’m sorry, honey…”
“Sit up” he grates out.
As always I obey him, sitting up so that I straddle his waist. “I don’t want to hurt you”
“You won’t, Cinny… just… ride me…”
“Are you sure? I mean, if you’re too sore…”
He places his right index finger over my lips to stop me and gives me a wicked grin. “I’m going to be very explicit, babe. I want you to put your sweet pussy on my cock and to fuck me…”
“Hard?” I ask, feeling a pang of desire go through my body straight to my center. God but he’s so hot when he talks to me like this…
Adam nods. “Yes, baby. Fuck me nice and hard”
“Mmm” I whine, sliding onto him. His hard cock fills me and I lean back a bit, trying to take pressure off of his ribs.
“Oh, you’re such a good girl” he praises. He places his right hand on my hip, and with his left, he flicks his thumb over my clit.
I didn’t need any help to get ready for him, but a fresh flood of wetness runs through me when he does it.
“Fuck me” he entreats, bringing his wet thumb to his mouth and sucking it clean. “Please, baby…”
He never has to beg me. I move over him, hard and fast, resting my hands on his on my hips. I moan at the sensation of his cock sliding in and out of me and the way that he watches me.
“That’s a gooood girl” Adam groans, grimacing with bliss. “I fucking love your hot pussy”
“And I love your big cock” I confess, thrusting.
“Do you, baby? What else do you love?”
He’s fishing for affection, but I give it to him without hesitation… “I love you” I cry out, bouncing over him.
“Oh, yes” Adam replies, his fingers digging into my hips, “That’s what I want to hear… Make me come, honey”
Moving as hard and fast as I am, I know that I can’t hold out long, and his cock is twitching inside of me. He comes first, bucking beneath me and thrusting up into me. I’m lost when he does this and I come too…
Although we’re still panting, Adam gathers enough strength to place us both on our sides on the bed. I move to take my leg from around his hip, afraid that I’ll hurt him, but he stops me.
“No, babe… I want to stay inside of you” he whispers, kissing me.
So sweet… I return his kiss, stroking his jaw. “I’m not hurting you?”
“Nah… I’m good”
“You most certainly are”
He chuckles, rubbing his nose against mine. “Mmm, Cinny…”
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I get into work on time and go through all of the preparations for the Smackdown taping that night. About an hour before we’re about to go on air, I get pulled into my bosses’ office…
I’m near tears by the time I leave, but I keep it together and get through the show, although Adam looks at me strange when it’s his turn to come out, as if he can sense my distress.
We don’t talk when we return to the hotel: we don’t say a word until we’re safely back in the hotel room.
“Cin, what’s wrong?” Adam inquires, taking off his jacket.
I have a lump in my throat and I’m on the verge of tears, but I speak. “Adam, that uh… that kiss you gave me after you won the title… management isn’t happy about it”
He frowns. “What did they say to you?”
“Look, they want us to tone it down…” I can see that Adam is angry the moment that the words are out of my mouth.
“Mother fuckers” he swears. “I’ll take care of it”
“Adam, I don’t think that you can…They were… very firm”
He folds his arms over his chest, pissed off. “I don’t care how firm they were…”
“Adam” I breathe, fighting my tears, “I don’t know how to say this… I think we should cool it for a while. I think that maybe I should stay in my own room for right now”
“What?” he asks, shocked. He drops his arms from across his chest. “Cin…”
“I don’t want to lose my job” I cry, tears spilling down my cheeks. “If I get fired, I won’t be around you anymore”
“I’ll take care of you” he offers desperately. “You don’t have to worry about money”
“I don’t want to be taken care of in that way” I protest. “Look, I don’t want to make this any harder than it has to be… I should just go” I move to grab my luggage, but Adam pulls it away from me.
“No” he denies. “No”
“Fine, then I’ll go without it…”
I move towards the door and he blocks me with his body.
“Adam, don’t” I plead, crying. “Don’t do this to me…”
“What about what you’re doing to me?” he cries, clearly agitated.
“I don’t want to go, but I have to”
He shakes his head. “You don’t have to go anywhere…”
I’m sobbing now, torn between my love for him and my duty to my job. “Just let me go”
“I don’t want you to go… Cin, I need you”
Oh god… why is he making this so hard? Trying to be tough, I grab onto his shoulders and try to move him: he won’t budge. “Goddamnit, let me go!”
“No!”
“Why not?!” I yell back, frustrated and aching.
“Because I love you!”
I freeze and look at him: tears are welling in his eyes.
“I love you” he says again, looking at me.
I put my hand over my mouth and sob… I’ve been waiting so long to hear him say that, so very long… I’m losing control. Frustration pours out of me and I fly at him, slapping at his chest.
He takes the hits, allows me to slap at him…
“How dare you?” I whine, lost in my turmoil. “You fucker, how dare you say that to me now?”
“I love you” he avers, crying himself. “I know this isn’t a good time to say it, but it’s true…”
“What am I supposed to do?!” I ask, finally backing away from him. I put my hands on my head. “Oh god, what the fuck am I supposed to do?!”
“Love me” Adam pleads, his voice tiny.
I look at him… tears are sliding down his cheeks, and for the first time ever, he looks vulnerable. Oh god, but I DO love him, I love him more than I’ve ever loved another man. He’s my everything…
“I DO love you” I respond, rushing forward into his arms. “I DO love you”
Adam crushes me against him, holding me tightly. “Baby, don’t leave me” he begs, releasing a ragged breath. “Stay with me… I’ll figure something out, I promise you. You won’t lose your job”
“Fuck my job if it means losing you” I reply, squeezing him close. I have made my decision, and it’s Adam.
“Oh, baby” he whispers, kissing the side of my face, “Baby… baby…”
“Say it again” I entreat.
Releasing me, Adam frames my face in his hands and sniffles. “I love you” he avers, smiling at me. “You’re my Cinnamon Girl”
I take off my jacket and drop it to the floor before I move in and kiss him, our wet faces connecting. We kiss softly and sweetly, his tongue so delicious in my mouth. Before I know it, he has lifted me up in his arms and carried me to the bed. We lie together, just kissing and hugging… I’ve never been kissed like this, with so much love and care.
When he lets me up to breathe, I wipe away his tears despite the fact that I’m still crying. “Adam” I whisper, “Make love to me…”
He smiles at me and slides his hands under my shirt, removing it gently. I lift my upper body so that he can get at my bra… He takes off his own shirt, throwing it away so that I laugh.
“Don’t cry” Adam pleads, kissing my throat.
“I can’t help it” I answer, placing my hands on his chest, “I’m so fucking happy”
“Sweetheart” he coos, moving his mouth down to my right breast. He licks and sucks the nipple, tenderly capturing it between his teeth.
I close my eyes as he uses his mouth on me, feeling his right hand sneak between my legs to caress my pussy through my jeans. Oh god, his touch… there’s so much love in it… I run my hands over his back and up his neck, into his hair. The blond is silky soft, easy for me to touch.
Adam switches to my left breast, treating the nipple to the same care that he gave the right. His hand is still dancing over my mound, making me mindless: but I have my wits about me enough to return the favor, stroking his hard cock through his jeans.
“Mmm” he intones against my flesh. “Touch me…”
I undo his belt and push his jeans down, getting my hand into his underwear and encircling his cock. He pauses to kick out of his jeans: I use the time to rub my thumb over his cockhead, smearing the moisture from his slit over him. He’s back on my breasts, licking and sucking them as he works at my jeans. I jiggle a little to get out of them, which makes him laugh.
“Oh, Cinny… shit, baby, I want to make love to you”
“Yes” I whisper, pulling him up for a kiss. He moves back and licks at my tears…
He positions himself over me and fills me gently, going still inside of me. “Love the way you feel, like you were made for me” Adam breathes. He begins to move nice and slow, just grinding into me.
It feels so good…
I wrap my legs around his waist, holding him close as we kiss again. I’ve never been made love to like this, with so much tenderness. I’m incredibly wet, and his cock is so hard…
Our breathing slowly increases as we move together, so nice and sweet. “Adam…”
“I promise you, baby, you’re not going to lose your job” he replies, kissing my cheek. “I’ll take care of it”
“All I care about right now is you” I counter, grasping his face in my hands. I stare into his hazel eyes as the pleasure builds in me. He sighs on each stroke when he is fully sheathed in me: oh god, it makes me want him even more. We kiss, our lips caressing… I suck at his lower lip, which makes him purr like a big lion.
“My sweet darling” Adam coos. “Oh god, your pussy feels so good around my cock”
I squeeze him with my inner muscles, feeling the increased drag as he thrusts. I sigh and keen beneath him… His body is still battered and bruised from his match a few days ago, but he continues to move.
The bliss is growing inside of me and I tell him so, placing my hands on his shoulders.
“Cin… oh, baby, I want you to come first”
“Oh god, yes…” I hiss, dragging my nails down his back. “I want to come on your cock and feel you coming inside of me”
“Mmm, I want to give you my come” Adam groans, licking my chin. “Are you going to take it from me?”
“Yes” I cry, closing my eyes.
“Cinny, baby… look at me…”
I do as he asks, my nails dug into his flesh. Focusing on his face, I lose control… “Oh god, Adam… Adam, I’m coming…!”
“Yesss” he retorts, watching me, “Oh, yesss, get off good, honey”
I do, my pussy pulsing with ecstasy around his cock. “Come with me” I manage to entreat.
Adam opens his mouth and growls lowly, then grunts in rhythm with his cock’s throbbing inside of me. “Ohhhhhh”
The next thing I know, he’s lying on top of me, his forehead pressed to mine as he pants. I hold him close, making circles on his back with my fingertips.
“Cin…” Adam breathes, slowly rolling us to our sides.
“Yes, Adam?”
“I love you”
I gaze up into his eyes and see that he means what he says… oh, god, I start crying again.
“Oh, honey, don’t cry” he soothes, rubbing my back.
“Can’t help it” I answer, caressing his shoulders.
He chuckles softly, kissing me. “Are we okay?”
“Yeah, we’re okay” I shift my left hand to his face and stroke his beard. “We’re great”
“I know you might not believe it, but everything is going to be okay. I’ll talk to your boss and get everything straightened out. You just gotta trust me”
“I do, Adam… and I love you, too”
We kiss once more, hands stroking, tongues questing, before we lay down together to rest.
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