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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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A/N: I'm a bit behind on the tv storyline, so please bear with me. This chapter takes place after TLC, just before last Christmas.
~sugarkisses
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I awaken in the middle of the night to an empty bed: I hear the hot tub running, and that is where I find Adam.
“Hey, big boy” I state, coming up behind him and placing my hands on his shoulders. I massage his flesh, hearing him sigh with bliss.
“I didn’t mean to wake you” he confesses, “I just felt achy”
“That match really knocked the shit out of you” I observe.
“Yeah… come in with me?”
I climb into the Jacuzzi so that I’m sitting next to him and continue to work on his shoulders. “I shouldn’t have hit you earlier…”
Adam chuckles. “Baby, those were love taps, you didn’t hurt me… you were just frustrated”
“True, but still… you’re all banged up right now”
“Banged up but still banging” he retorts.
I snort at his machismo, yet I find it endearing. “Did you talk to your mother tonight?”
“Before the show, yeah… She asked about you. She’s doing good, has a new boyfriend”
“That’s good” I answer, manipulating my fingers over his skin. “What did you tell her about me?”
“Honestly?”
I nod, my mouth going dry at the look in his eyes.
“I told her that I’m falling fast and I’m scared as shit”
I know that he tells his mom everything, that he’s extremely close to her since she raised him alone. “Don’t be scared”
“Baby” he whispers, taking my hands from his shoulders and looking down at them. “It’s hard to explain, but… it’s always when I start loving a woman that things go wrong. Just like today, when you got hauled in front of your boss… it’s more trouble that we don’t need”
“My boss is a fucking idiot” I soothe, watching as he plays with my fingers.
“Yeah, but you’re in trouble because of me, because of something I did”
“I don’t care” I answer, leaning forward and nuzzling his face with my own. Usually he would turn for a kiss, but this time he just continues to stare down at my hands. “Hey” I breathe.
“Hm?” he inquires, coming out of his reverie and turning towards me.
I take advantage of his position and kiss him, placing my hands on his head. To my relief, he doesn’t hesitate to return the kiss: instead he pulls me right onto his lap. I giggle as he releases my mouth and wraps his arms around me. “Mmm, I like this”
“I like you” Adam replies, kissing the tip of my nose. “I like holding you”
“I know, but you’re sore…”
“I’m never too sore to hold you” He strokes his right hand up my back and sighs. “I just need to know that you’ll never leave me…”
I silently curse the women before me yet again: I’ll never know the full extent of what they did to him, but I know that they’ve left him the vulnerable man that I’m seeing. “Adam, I could never leave you… even tonight, I couldn’t do it”
“Kind of stopped you” he whispers sheepishly.
“I couldn’t have gotten out the door, whether you were there to stop me or not. I love you too damned much”
“Baby… oh, god…”
Placing my hands on his face, I get him to look directly at me. “I promise you, Adam, I will never, ever leave you”
With tears welling in his eyes, he kisses me, his tongue rubbing against mine as he sits me on the ledge of the hot tub.
“What are you up to?” I query, seeing the look on his face. Before I can stop him, he has gone down between my legs and he is lapping at me, finding my clit and sucking upon it feverishly. “Oh” I cry, knitting my fingers in his hair. My legs are still in the warm water, but the rest of me is slightly chilled by being in the air. “Adam…”
Standing up, he kisses me so that I can taste my own flavor on his lips and tongue… he slides two fingers inside of me and finds my spot easily, pushing against it. I don’t fight him, I just lean back and let the pleasure wash over me in waves as he begins to finger fuck my spot.
“Want you to come on me again” he states, licking my throat. “Want your sweet juices all over me…”
He’s got my spot and he’s pushing hard, making me whine and keen. I don’t even know if I can do it again, but I want to if it will make him happy. “Oh, Adam” I cry, wrapping my arms around his neck.
“Need you to come on me” he huffs as he licks and sucks at my neck.
“Right there” I encourage, the pressure building up in me. “Keep going…”
“Yeah?”
“Uh-huh” Reaching between us, I find my clit and rub it, amazed at my own wetness.
“You gonna be my good girl and shoot on me?”
“Yes… oh god, I’m gonna come…!”
I push just as he taught me to, and my body is wracked by hard spasms. I feel the fluid leaving me, hitting his belly… I shiver and tremble so hard that I nearly fall backwards, but he has me with his left arm around me.
“Oh, baby” he muses, holding me close, “Oh, honey, tell me that felt good”
I’m warm from my head to my toes and I tell him so, along with telling him just how good my pussy feels. “I need more, though” I confess, holding him close. “I need your cock”
“Do you, baby?” he inquires, licking his fingers clean as I watch. “Mmm, you taste good…”
I slide into the water with him and sit down on the ledge so that I can lick my juices from his belly. He likes this, placing his hands in my hair and guiding me around so that I clean all of him. His cock is just barely above the water and I take him into my mouth, cataloguing the way that our flavors mix. I suck on him, running my tongue along his ridges and veins, paying special attention to his cockhead. It grows wet along the slit: he is salty-sweet. I want to stay on him, but he is anxious for me and pulls me into the middle of the tub with him. I happily climb onto him, taking his cock inside of me.
“Oh, baby… you are soooo wet” he comments, wrapping his arms around my waist.
“You do that to me” I answer, taking a turn at his throat. I bite and lick his flesh just as he did mine and he moans.
“You wanna eat me up, honey?” Adam coos, thrusting in and out of me.
“Fuck yes… want you to come in my mouth”
“You’ve got me so fucking turned on” he confesses.
Instead of kissing, we go after one another’s throats, trading love bites. He thrusts hard and full into my aching pussy so that it feels so good. I’m hypersensitive after coming like I did, but I don’t care: I just want him inside of me, working his way to an orgasm.
It doesn’t take long: he growls against my neck and suddenly he stands up out of the water so that he is towering over me. I don’t hesitate, I grab onto his cock and stroke him, sticking my tongue out.
“Oh, god… you want my come, don’t you?” he asks, huffing.
“Yes” I respond, stroking him so that his cockhead is against my tongue, “Give it to me”
“Oh, my… here it comes, baby” He grunts, his body spasming so hard that he nearly doubles over. Adam shoots his load into my mouth and I swallow… some of it misses my mouth and hits me in the face, but I don’t stop. I allow him to take over his cock, swallowing more. He comes more than usual, but I take it as a compliment, cleaning my face with my fingertips and then licking them clean as he looks on. “Oh, honey…” he groans, sitting back down in the water. “Oh, god…”
“Mmm” I answer, “You taste so good”
“Not as good as you” He leans back in the water so that his head is on the opposite ledge: I move closer and put my head on his shoulder.
“That was really good… I think we have hickeys, though”
Adam chuckles. “Oh well”
I tenderly splash him with some water: he returns it and then some until we are fighting like kids.
Finally he stops and captures me with a kiss. “You make me feel alive, Cin” he whispers, stroking my hair.
“You make me feel loved” I retort.
“Oh, you are, Cin… you are”
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I awaken to the smell of coffee: Adam is already up and dressed in a gray shirt and jeans, sitting at the table eating.
“You’re up early” I state, climbing out of bed. I slip on Adam’s black t-shirt from the night before and stretch towards the ceiling.
“I have a couple of appointments today” Adam replies, digging into his breakfast.
“Dare I ask?” I query, walking up behind him.
“Use the bathroom and I’ll tell you all about it”
I’m thankful for the reprieve: I need to go. Once I’ve finished and washed my hands, I return to his side. He pours me a cup of coffee and hands me a plate of food.
“Okay, tough guy, what’s the plan?” I ask, starting in on my eggs.
“Well, first of all, I’m paying your boss a little visit”
“You are?” I sip from my coffee, trying to calm my nerves.
“Easy, Cinny… I’ll handle it”
“Adam, you don’t have to put yourself on the line”
“For you, Cin, I’d do anything”
I blush and look down at my plate. “Sweet of you to say”
“I mean it… now, eat your breakfast before it gets cold”
As I nibble on my toast, I ask another question. “So, what’s your other appointment?”
He smiles. “That’s a secret… you’ll see later”
“Ooh, something secret… It better not be that you’re sneaking out to see another girl”
“Cin, you keep me more than happy: I don’t need another girl”
“I’m just teasing”
“I know” Adam retorts. “Just know… I love you”
He’s awfully serious this morning, but it’s okay. We finish our breakfast and he kisses me goodbye, promising to meet with me for dinner.
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I spend the day making phone calls, getting in touch with my best friend and my family. I don’t talk about Adam very much… mostly because I feel that our relationship is between the two of us. It’s about four in the afternoon when I get a call from an unknown number… picking up the phone, I find myself on the line with Adam’s mother. We exchange pleasantries and then she gets down to business, telling me that she’s worried about her son. I tell her, just as I’ve told Adam, that I love him and I won’t ever leave him. By the end of the call, her fears are soothed and she and I are actually laughing together about his little quirks.
I go down to the hotel restaurant at 5pm and get a booth: I order a soda and sit there nursing it. Talking to Adam’s mother was nice, but I’m still worried about his talking to my boss. Management was very unhappy about the kiss… although frankly, we didn’t hurt or bother anybody. No one said anything negative to me… I’m lost in my thoughts when Adam appears, joining me at the table. He sits down next to me instead of across from me, lacing his arm around my shoulder and greeting me with a big kiss. I want to lose myself in his embrace, but the waitress comes by to get his drink order.
“Champagne” he states confidently, “Two glasses”
“Champagne?” I ask. “Are we celebrating?”
“Mmm-hmm” Adam answers, looking at me.
“So… what happened?”
“With your boss?”
I nod nervously.
“Well, first of all, I bitched him out for getting you so upset… then I told him that you and I will do whatever we want, unless he wants to take it up with the WWE management”
“You didn’t!” I yelp as the champagne arrives. The waitress pops the cork and pours us two glasses.
“Oh, yes, I did” Adam replies as she walks away, leaving the bottle in a bucket of ice. “I was pretty damn pissed off”
“But Adam, you can’t talk to them like that”
He chuckles, leaning close to me and whispering in my ear, “Babe, I’m the ‘rated r superstar’, and after all of my years in this business, I don’t take crap from anyone. The WWE needs me just like I need it… besides, it was a kiss, it’s not like we started fucking in front of the crew”
I sip from my champagne, blushing at his words. “I can’t believe you…”
Another laugh. “Babe, have you ever known me to have a hard time communicating my feelings?”
He’s got me there: from the very get-go, from our first encounter, he has always voiced what he wanted.
“Are you upset that I did it?” he asks, stroking my shoulder with his hand.
“No” I answer honestly. “It had to be said”
“Right” he agrees, nodding. “And now they won’t ever give you crap for it again… you can do your job and not worry about that”
Smiling, I reach up and grab his fingers where they cup my shoulder. “Thanks…”
“Anything for you, babe… which reminds me…” He takes a jewelry box out of his jacket pocket and sets it in front of me on the table. “This is for you…”
I stare at the item. “What…?”
“Well, it’s almost Christmas, Cin, and I’ve wanted to get it for you for a long time… Vickie helped me pick it out… open it”
I know that he’s referring to Vickie Guerrero, his friend and “ex-wife” from Smackdown. Reaching out, I carefully pick the box up and open it… Oh my god, inside is a necklace, and in delicate gold script it says “Cin”. “Oh, Adam…”
He smiles, putting down his glass of champagne and rubbing his lower lip. “I wanted something a bit more classy than Vickie’s ‘Cougar’ necklace, but basically the same idea. Do you like it?”
Do I like it? I think I’m going to cry… Reigning in my emotions, I nod.
“Let me put it on you”
I allow him to take hold of the necklace and place it around my neck, holding up my hair as he fixes the clasp. It rests just under the base of my throat. Unable to hold back anymore, I turn to him and kiss him, knitting my fingers in his hair. Oh, but the kiss turns sexual quickly, and suddenly we are making out as we sit in the little booth…
The waitress clears her throat: she has come to take our orders and it breaks our reverie. We order a couple of burgers and laugh at the way that she’s looking at us as she walks away.
“Anyway” Adam begins, drinking more of his champagne, “Merry Christmas, Cinny”
“I don’t have a present for you” I lament.
“We don’t need presents… we have each other…”
“Mmm, you’re a present I love to unwrap over and over” I coo, leaning my head against his shoulder.
“Cin… you say the sweetest dirty things” he whispers.
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Back in our hotel room, we’re cuddled together on the bed, watching a hockey game. I told Adam that I would try watching the sport… so far, I like the body-checks and fast pace, but I’m having a hard time understanding the rules. He’s much more into the game than I am, but it’s okay: I feel giddy from a combination of champagne, knowing that my job is safe, and knowing that Adam loves me. Propped up against the pillows, he has his arm around me as he intensely watches the game…
“Adam?”
“Hm?”
“This is confusing…”
“What is?” he asks, still watching the game.
Turning to him, I kiss his cheek. “This game…”
“Aw, Cin, I already explained it to you” Adam jumps suddenly and proclaims, “Icing!”
“Icing?”
“Yeah, it’s when they hit it across two red lines and no one touches it…”
“Huh?” Okay, I truly am confused now. What’s worse is I’m feeling impish and horny. I lick at his ear, pulling on the lobe with my teeth.
“Cin, I wanna watch the game” he complains.
Wow, hockey IS important to him… I’m not deterred, though. I place my left hand on his chest and stroke it slowly as I continue my assault on his ear. “I got the part about the net, and the puck… and the stick…” I run my hand down to his crotch, caressing him through his jeans. “I’d just rather play with your ‘stick’…”
“You are a naughty girl” he chuckles, covering my hand with his own. “Don’t you know that it’s dangerous to come between a Canadian and his hockey?”
“Even if I want to come with my Canadian?” I tease back, licking my way down to his throat. There I find the hickey that I gave him last night: I trace my tongue over it tenderly, which makes him sigh.
“Baby… you’re making this difficult…”
“I don’t mean to” I reply, reaching for his belt. “You can watch your game, just let me have at you…”
“Uh-uh” he denies, catching my hand. “I want to be able to give you my whole attention”
“You’re putting me off for hockey?”
“Did I say that?” Adam queries, turning to look at me. “I like hockey, honey… but I love fucking you. I don’t care about the game, I care about you”
His sweetness is nearly overwhelming. I look into his eyes and think about all of the emotions that he stirs in me.
“Cin?” he inquires, stroking my fingers that he’s holding with his thumb. “You’re not going to cry again, are you?”
“And if I am?” I ask, trembling.
“Don’t… I don’t like it when you cry” Leaning close, he kisses me, whispering, “I like it when you smile”
“Hm” I answer, releasing a deep sigh.
“Where’d my naughty girl go?”
I giggle as a few tears escape my eyes. “She fell in love…”
“Give her back” Adam demands softly. “I want to play with her”
“Do you, now?” I wipe my tears away and give him a smile. “Well, she’d love to play with you”
“Mmm, good… because my ‘stick’ is ready…” He brings my hand back down to his crotch and presses it to his cock. Oh, yes, he’s growing hard and I love the way he feels through the denim.
“Mmm” I purr, running my hand over him. I squeeze with my fingers, trace his hardness with my fingertips. “God, I love it when you’re hard”
“Talk dirty to me” Adam implores, kissing my throat. “Tell me everything that’s on your mind, I want to hear it”
“I want to suck you” I breathe, undoing his belt and getting into his pants. “I want to put my mouth on you”
“Mmm, more” he responds, pushing his hips forward so that his cock fucks my hand.
“I want to suck you off, get you nice and wet and then take you into my cunt, fuck you…”
“Yesss” Adam hisses, pulling at my shirt. He undresses me in quick movements, leaving me naked before he turns on his own clothes.
When we’re both naked, I smile as he kisses me… mmm, delicious… He draws his right hand down my body to my pussy, not wasting any time. He slides two fingers inside me, his thumb on my clit, and begins to work at me.
“Adam…” I gasp, arching my back. I fumble for something to hold on to and come up with his shoulder and his cock, encircling his heat. “Oh my god, you’re so fucking good…”
“Love your pussy” he comments, kissing my hickey. He sucks at my flesh: it hurts, but at the same time it feels sooo good.
“Adam, I want you inside of me” I cry desperately.
“Mmm, you ever done the ‘reverse cowgirl’?”
“No” I confess.
“Think you’ll like it” he whispers against my skin. “Cin… Kiss me…”
I do as he asks, chasing his tongue with my own. After a few minutes, he lets me up… I’m gasping…
“69 with me” Adam pleads.
I don’t need him to ask twice. I eagerly slide into position and moan when he runs his tongue over my pussy: in return I attack his cock, licking and sucking. Mmm, the flavor of him, his warm, pulsing cock against my tongue… and what he’s doing to me, my god, he has me light-headed. When I can’t take it anymore and I need his cock, I tell him.
“Okay, baby… move forward and take me inside of you”
“So I’m facing your feet?” I query, unsure.
“Yes… so I can see your sweet ass”
I giggle at his words as he slaps my rump. I love it when he’s playful… Following his directions, I move forward and take his cock inside of me… oh god, but I moan at the sensation. I hold onto his legs as I move…
“Oh, baby…” Adam moans, “I can see my cock sliding in and out of your hot pussy”
“Mmm” I answer, thrusting over him. Oh, but he feels so good inside of me… he has his hands on my hips and is guiding me back and forth. Suddenly he takes hold of my hair with his right hand and pulls… it only serves to turn me on more.
Adam releases my hair so that it sways against my back, his hands massaging my buttocks. “Keep going, baby… you ride me so good”
I keep moving until we both come, falling forward onto his legs.
“Baby” he pants, massaging my back, “Come up here”
I don’t want to dismount him, but I have to, which makes us both cry out in loss. Moving to his side, he welcomes me into his arms and kisses me.
“So, did you like the reverse cowgirl?” he asks, kissing my chin.
“Yee-haw!” I cry, which makes him laugh.
“There’s my carefree baby” Adam compliments, holding me close.
“I love being carefree with you”
“Mmm, I know you do… that’s part of why I love you”
Oh god, those words again… I giggle to keep from weeping and kiss him hard and full.
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