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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’re brushing our teeth the next morning when Adam says, “I think we should take a few days off and go to Toronto”
“Will they let us?” I query, bending down and spitting out my excess paste. I wash my toothbrush in the tap and stand back up, wiping at my lips.
“Sure… we’ll just have to leave after a show, fly up there for a night and come back” He pauses to spit, rinsing his own toothbrush. “We won’t have tons of time, but at least you two can meet”
This is a big step, meeting his mother, and I’d be a liar if I said I wasn’t nervous about it.
“Penny for your thoughts” Adam whispers, leaning down and pressing his forehead to mine.
I can’t lie to him, not when he’s so close. “Meeting your mom, it’s just… wow…”
He smiles and kisses me, running his hands down my back. “Don’t you worry, baby… Mom is gonna love you”
I giggle as he tenderly slaps my backside: that’s my cue to get the shower going. I step into the tub and get the water running as he relieves himself, wetting my hair… I have my eyes closed with pleasure as he steps in with me.
“You look beautiful” Adam breathes, lacing his arms around my waist.
I open my eyes and look at him: oh god, I’ve wanted to see that look in his eyes for so long… he’s horny, that much is obvious to me, but behind that there’s love, real love… “So do you” I answer, placing my arms around his neck.
“It’s a pity we need to shower”
I laugh, but then moan as I feel his erect cock press to my stomach. “Adam…”
“Easy, baby… let’s get clean…”
We take turns soaping each other up, washing each other: it’s almost like foreplay. I love every inch of his body, his chest and stomach, his back and neck. We kiss as we go, so that by the time we’ve both washed our hair, we’re incredibly turned on… We make it out of the shower, but not very far: Adam lifts me up off of the ground and sits me down on the bathroom counter, spreading my legs with his big hands. He slides into me easily because I’m so wet for him…
“Adam” I cry, kissing him.
“Mmm, baby, you feel so good” he whispers through gritted teeth, “So nice and warm”
I hold on to him as he pounds into me, my head hitting the mirror behind me…
“Oh, Cin” he laughs, pausing for a moment and placing his right hand behind my head, “Sorry, honey…”
“It’s okay” I giggle, sitting forward. “I’m not hurt…”
Adam embraces me, his tongue questing against mine as he begins to thrust once more. Now that I’m sitting a bit more forward, my head doesn’t hit the mirror: but he still cups my skull, his fingers tenderly caressing my scalp as I wrap my arms around his neck.
He pitches a bit when he comes, which makes me cry out. The idea that I’m giving him pleasure only serves to heighten my own bliss and I come hard…
“Oh, baby” he coos as he pants, “Oh my god, that was good”
“Mmm-hmm” I agree, holding him close. “I don’t want to get dressed…”
“Neither do I” he states, pulling back and kissing me lightly, “But we both need to go in, and we need to get ourselves cleared for a few days off”
“Okay, okay” I consent, sighing unhappily as he pulls out of me.
“You still love me?” Adam asks, grinning at me.
“Of course I do… I always will”
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Adam is holding my hand as the plane touches down in Toronto. We were both approved to take a few days off, and although I was a bit leery of flying (always have been, sorry), we took the first available plane out of the US. Adam is wearing his leather jacket and a Raiders hat, his way of going incognito. After landing, we collect our bags and head out to take a cab to his mom’s house.
The entire way there, my head is spinning: should I call her Ms. Copeland or Judy? Will we be staying in the same room or will one of us be on the couch… Oh, shit, will she even like me? What if she doesn’t?
Adam seems to sense my nervousness. He says, “Easy, Cin” over and over, and holds my hand as I desperately grip his fingers. This is important, meeting her, and I’m on edge… oh god, I’ve made a little joke and I laugh uneasily. “What?” Adam queries.
“I was just thinking how ‘on edge’ I am” I respond.
“Oh” he replies, chuckling. “Just take some deep breaths, baby, you’ll be fine…”
“But what if she doesn’t like me?”
“She’ll like you, Cin, just like I did: from the get-go”
I want to voice my uncertainty, but he silences my thoughts for a moment with a searing kiss… By the time he lets me up, we’ve arrived and we’re getting out of the cab after he pays. My legs are a bit unsteady from the kiss, but I definitely feel more relaxed. Adam takes both of our bags from the trunk and bids me to follow him as he goes up the walkway of a beautiful, two-story house. I stay a few steps behind but obey, going right up to the front door with him. Adam sets the bags down by the door and pulls me up next to him, lacing his left arm around my shoulders as he knocks on the door with his right hand. The door opens…
Standing before us is a sweet looking woman about my height: she takes one look at Adam and squeals happily, reaching up to pull him into a hug.
“Adam!”
“Hi, Mom” he retorts, returning the hug. “I brought someone to see you”
She releases her son and turns to me…
I make a split-second decision to be formal. “Ms. Copeland” I breathe, offering my hand in greeting.
She stops and stares at me. “It’s Judy… come here, Cin”
I’m amazed as she pulls me into a hug: over her shoulder, I see Adam smiling at me.
“You two come inside” Judy announces, letting go of me. “It’s freezing out here”
Adam motions for me to go first after his Mom, juggling our luggage. I step into the warm house and pause to take off my shoes…
“Cin, keep coming… Adam is stuck behind you…”
Oops. I do as Judy asks, following her into what turns out to be the kitchen. Something smells good…
“I cooked for you” she announces, turning and smiling.
“Ma, I told you that you didn’t have to, I’d take you out” Adam laments, putting down our bags.
“Oh, shush” she replies. “You know I love to cook for you. Sit down at the table, both of you”
I smile as Adam pulls a chair out for me: I sit down and take off my coat, hanging it on the back as Adam does the same. Before we can say boo, Judy is placing two huge plates of spaghetti and meatballs in front of us. Now I know why Adam likes spaghetti so much… She follows it up with two big glasses of milk…
“Dig in, Cin” Adam proposes.
The spaghetti is fantastic, just delicious.
Judy sits across from us at the table, watching us eat. “He used to eat tons of that when he was a teenager” she tells me, smiling.
“It’s really good” I compliment.
“Nothing like home cooking” Adam agrees, eating a meatball.
“Do you cook, Cin?” Judy inquires.
I nod. “My spaghetti is nothing like this, but yes…”
“I’ll share the recipe for the sauce”
I look at Adam as he places his left hand on my knee under the table. His touch says, “See, I told you so…” I can’t help but to blush.
Judy smiles. “After you two eat, we’ll visit in the front room and then my boyfriend will meet us here for dinner…”
“Mom, I’m taking you out for dinner” Adam vows, drinking from his glass of milk. “You can’t talk me out of it”
I know that tone: he’s serious.
“Okay, Adam… you can take me out… I can’t wait for you to meet my boyfriend…”
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I’m getting ready for bed, brushing my teeth and washing my face in the guest bathroom. Judy gave us the guest room to share, which has a beautiful four-poster bed. I felt a bit nervous retiring in the room with her son: what she must think of me! Once I get out into the bedroom, I find Adam already under the covers and watching TV with the lights out.
We spent the day talking with his mother: she even pulled out a scrapbook of him to show me, which actually had Adam blushing. Oh, but I loved every picture of him, from when he was a baby, to when he was a teenager with flowing blond hair, to the more recent photos.
We also met Judy’s boyfriend, Don… that didn’t go so well. Something about the guy rubbed me the wrong way, and I could tell that Adam didn’t like him either.
Wearing a t-shirt and panties, I climb into bed with Adam and sigh at the softness of the pillows and mattress: so much nicer than a hotel bed.
“Cin?”
“Hm?” I ask, turning towards him.
“What did you think of Don?”
I prop myself up on my arm. “Honestly?”
“Yeah”
“Something about him… I just didn’t like him”
“Me neither” Adam sighs. “I mean, I tried… I know that she likes him, it’s just… I’m real protective of her, know what I mean?”
I nod and reach out to stroke his chest: he’s becoming agitated, I can tell by his tone of voice and body language.
“I just want what’s best for her. She was all I had growing up. My dad never wanted me, never tried to see me… even now he doesn’t give a shit about me. Mom was always there…”
“Baby, easy” I soothe. “I hear you”
“Do you really?”
I smile sadly. “My father left when I was eight, you know that… what you don’t know is that he never tried to contact me after that. He died without ever trying to contact me. I didn’t have my mother like you did, but I had my grandfather. He took care of me. So, yes, babe, I really hear you”
Adam’s face crumples a bit and I’m afraid he’s going to cry, so I kiss him swiftly. I’m too late, I feel his tears on my face…
“Sorry” he whispers, pulling back and clearing his throat. “I just get a bit emotional about my childhood sometimes”
“I understand… I really, REALLY do” I reply, running my fingers through his hair. “Your mom will be okay, though… she’s got you”
“Yeah, except I always hate her boyfriends”
“It’s only natural… but it’ll be okay, you’ll see…”
“Cin…” he whispers, wiping away his tears, “Shit, you’re sweet”
“So are you” I compliment, leaning forward to rub my nose against his.
Adam chuckles softly at this and puts his arm around my waist. He slides his hand down… “Cin, are you wearing panties?” he questions.
“Of course… I’m a guest here. I don’t think this is the place for hanky-panky”
“Oh, now, that’s where you’re wrong” he reprimands sweetly, kissing my neck. “This is the perfect place for hanky-panky… we just have to be quiet”
“Adam!” I cry, pulling back from him, “I…”
“Shhh” he retorts, sliding his right hand into my panties.
Oh god, but his expert fingers cup my pussy and then find my clit, teasing me. I grow wet immediately…
“Okay?” Adam inquires.
I giggle softly: the sound turns into a low moan. “I can’t say no to you”
“Mmm, good…”
Adam slides my panties off of my frame, tossing them over his shoulder and out of the bed, which makes me giggle.
“Shhh” he admonishes, leaning in to kiss me.
Mmm, his toothpaste tastes good and he goes back to teasing my pussy with his fingers. I reach out for his cock and laugh into our kiss when I find that he came to bed with no underwear. The TV continues to play as we make out, caressing each other. I massage the back of his neck with my free hand, ever mindful of the injury that he once took to it. I want to ask him what it was like, having pins and a plate in there, but my mind is clouded by his kiss.
He rolls over me and I wrap my legs around his waist, holding him close…
“Are you ready for me?” he whispers, his forehead on mine.
“Oh, yes” I answer breathlessly.
Adam enters me oh, so slowly, inch by inch as if he’s savoring every bit of me. I close my eyes and tilt my head back, sighing with bliss.
“Look at me” he demands quietly.
I find his eyes in the light from the television, and the look on his face sends a fresh pang of desire through me.
“I love you”
Oh god… this has been such an emotional day… hot tears slide from my eyes, but he catches them on his tongue and just smiles at me.
In and out, nice and smooth, taking all of the time that he wants. We moan together softly… I squeeze him with my inner muscles and grin when I see Adam’s brow furrow with ecstasy. I draw my hands over his chest, raking my nails over his pectorals.
“I love you, too, Adam” I confess, swallowing a cry of bliss as he starts to move just a bit faster. His cock claims me lovingly and it feels so good…
Adam slides my shirt upward, exposing my breasts to his hungry mouth. He licks and sucks my right nipple lightly before pulling at my flesh with his teeth. His warm, wet mouth claims first my right breast and then my left, setting a fire off within me. I want to return the pleasure, and after we kiss again, I angle up and lick his nipples one after the other, hearing him groan softly at my movements.
“That’s my girl” he states softly. “Hold me close, now”
It’s all that I can do… I want to scream my pleasure, but I can’t. There’s something incredibly arousing about what we’re doing, how naughty we’re being… It’s almost as if Adam has climbed into my teenage bedroom window and we’re fucking with my parents in the house. We’ve got to be quiet, but we want our pleasure regardless.
Oh god, but I’m wet around him, and his cock continues to slide home deep inside of me.
“Baby, I want you to come” he whispers, “but you’ve got to be quiet…”
I nod in acquiescence, licking my lips.
“Oh, don’t do that… you’ll make me shoot my load right now…”
That’s all it takes, I go over the edge… I bite my lower lip to keep quiet… Adam sees this and groans quietly.
Ah, there they are, the gentle throbs of his cock as he comes with me slow and hard…
Oh, I’m desperately trying to catch my breath as we lay together, his larger body on top of mine. I can hear the TV going, something about a local news story…
Adam settles us on our sides and kisses my forehead, smiling. “Baby, that was intense…”
“Love is intense” I concur, cuddling against him. Oh, but the covers are so soft and the bed so beautiful.
He lifts my chin with his fingers and kisses me softly. “It certainly is… especially when it’s loving you, honey”
Aw, he’s so sweet, making me feel mushy…
Adam shuts off the TV and snuggles down with me: I can hear his gentle panting in my ear. “Night night, baby… sleep tight…”
“Oh, I will…” I promise, kissing him once more.
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