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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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I feel absolutely wonderful when I wake up. Adam is lying beside me, still sleeping… the smell of coffee wafts into our room from the kitchen.
“Adam” I breathe, kissing him softly. “Wake up…”
He slowly opens his eyes and yawns, stretching. “What is it, Cin?”
“I want some coffee”
“No ‘good morning’?”
Giggling, I lean in and kiss him again. “Good morning”
“That’s better” he replies, smiling. He leans back and scratches his stomach, looking contented. “Mmm, it’s nice to be in a real bed”
“It certainly is”
“And you want to get dressed and get some coffee?”
“But it smells so good…”
“Of course it does: my mom makes one hell of a cup… I bet she has breakfast ready, too” Adam yawns once more and puts his hands on his head. “You’re right, we should go get some”
“Want to take a shower first?”
“After… I’m hungry”
I laugh at his words, which earns me a slap on the behind.
“Get dressed, Cinny”
A few minutes later, we bound down the stairs and into the kitchen… Judy is there, coffee already poured for us, and so is her boyfriend, Don. Adam and I say hello to him: I don’t know which of us dislikes him more, or for what reason. Me? I just don’t trust the guy for some reason…
We eat our breakfast and drink our coffee, acting like two normal couples although I can tell that Adam isn’t happy. When Don leaves to go off to work, he kisses Judy goodbye and is barely out the door before Adam goes off.
“Mom, about Don…”
“Ugh” Judy states, clearing our plates. “Adam, don’t you start! I can tell that you don’t like him. You’re not giving him a chance!”
“Mom, there’s something about the guy…”
“What, Adam? What’s wrong with him?”
I’m starting to feel uncomfortable, and I move to get up, trying to excuse myself…
“Cin, sit down” Judy orders (as forcefully as her son, I might add). “You don’t have to leave: Adam is going to stop this right now”
Mother and son stare at each other in a stalemate: now I’m REALLY uncomfortable. I don’t know whether to stay or to go… I just freeze.
“Cin, give us a minute” Adam states lowly.
I slowly and respectfully leave the room: they whisper angrily at one another as I go back to the bedroom. I close the door and sit down on the bed, staring at my bare feet… I hear them arguing, though I can’t make out what they’re saying…
After about twenty minutes, I hear Adam coming up the stairs: he bursts into the bedroom, slamming the door behind him. He exhales deeply and runs his fingers through his hair. I wait for him to speak.
“I’m taking a shower” he announces.
“Okay”
Adam sheds his clothes and goes into the bathroom: he pauses at the door and looks at me. “You coming?”
“Oh! Um, sure…” I undress swiftly and follow him into the bathroom.
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We shower together quietly: I’m still not sure if it’s safe for me to open my mouth.
Dressing afterward, Adam puts on a white long sleeve shirt, and a light plaid shirt over it, along with his jeans. I slip into a black sweater-shirt and dark jeans.
I finally get up the gumption to ask, “When are we leaving?”
“Seven o’clock tonight” Adam responds. “Why?”
“Just wondering”
“Oh” he replies, laughing, “You think mom and I are still mad with each other”
“I just…”
“Things are fine” he soothes, pulling me into his arms. He rests his hands on the small of my back and smiles. “We’re going to go downstairs and borrow her car so I can show you a few places”
“Like?” I ask, leaning up on my tiptoes to brush my lips over his.
“Like my old school… my gym where I was trained…” He pauses to capture my mouth with his own. “All my old haunts”
Wow, he’s really opening up to me in more ways than one, and I like it… “That sounds nice”
He smiles and sticks his tongue out at me. “I knew you’d like that”
“Don’t tease me” I plead.
“What?”
His innocent act isn’t working on me: he knows full well that I go crazy when he shows me his tongue. “You know what!”
Adam laughs impishly. “You mean this?”
Oh my god, he sticks his tongue out and moves it up and down, mimicking the way he would use it if he were going down on me… Fuck it, I jump into his arms and capture his tongue with my lips, sucking it into my mouth. He moans lowly and slides his hands down to my ass, squeezing. We get lost in our embrace until there’s a knock at the door…
“Adam, Cin… you two come on if you want to use my car” Judy calls.
We break our embrace and Adam laughs as I blush.
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I received the grand tour: old schools, the gym, even the old Subway shop. Lots of talk about Jay and the two of them as youngsters… I’ve really learned a lot.
We get back to Judy’s house in time for dinner and then we have to say our goodbyes…
I smile as Adam and his mom hug goodbye: I get a hug from her, too, and a kiss on the cheek.
“You’re a sweet girl, Cin” Judy proclaims. “Take good care of my boy”
“I will” I promise.
“And Adam, you be good to Cin”
“I always am” Adam replies, which makes me blush yet again.
We take a cab back to the airport and get on our flight home.
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I have to be at work this morning: after sleeping in Judy’s guest bed, I find the hotel bed lumpy and hard. I’m wide awake when I should be asleep… Beside me, Adam is snoring gently in his adorable way. Should I wake him? It doesn’t seem like a nice thing to do…
Instead, I think about all that I’ve learned in the last few days about him and the way that he grew up. He has a beautiful mother who gave so much for him, and I have a new appreciation for Jay now that I’ve seen what the two of them went through in order to become wrestlers. I wonder if I could have done it… if I could have had the resiliency to follow my dreams when times were so tough.
Adam turns away from me in his sleep, and I find myself staring at the back of his neck in the moonlight. On the flight home, we talked about his injury… a steel plate and four screws went into him. It made his fingers tingle as he healed. He also told me about how he used to talk to Chris Benoit about it: the shock he had felt at Chris’ death had been immense, and then finding out that Chris had killed himself, along with his wife and son… that had been so painful that Adam had fought back tears on the plane while telling me.
Leaning forward in the darkness, I press my body to his. I smooth his hair away from the back of his neck and kiss his flesh, softly at first, then more ardently. I wish that I could take away the pain that he felt then, the pain that he still feels when he talks about Chris Benoit… I wish I could just soak up all of his pain like a big sponge…
Adam moves a bit, so I place my arm over his waist and continue to lick and suck his neck.
“Mmm, Cin” he exhales sleepily, “Baby, what are you doing?”
“Thinking” I reply softly, raising my hand and touching his bicep.
He chuckles and shifts so that he’s facing me. “Well, you’ve got parts of me ‘thinking’…”
His cock is hard and pressing to me… I want to grab it, but I don’t immediately reach for it. “You’ve shared so much with me, Adam”
“Too much?” he asks, propping his head up on his hand.
“No… It’s just… well, if you were trying to make sure that I fall for you, you’ve done it”
He smiles and reaches out with his free hand to draw his index finger over my chest: he traces my collarbone gently. “Some things were good in my past, some bad… but you’re my present, honey, and you’re good…”
“I’m your future, too” I promise, placing my hand over his. “I’m not going anywhere”
Adam kisses me tenderly. “That’s good, because I want you in my future… I want you with me always”
“Aw, you’re sweet”
“I’m serious”
“So am I” I answer, brushing my lips over his. “You don’t know how sweet you are, do you?”
“I thought I was salty” he teases, sticking his tongue out. He’s trying to relieve the tension, I can tell, but I go with it.
Reaching down between us, I find the head of his cock and collect the moisture there with my index finger. Bringing it to my mouth, I suck my digit clean. “Mmm… salty-sweet…” I confirm. “And you shouldn’t stick your tongue out, you know what that does to me”
“Makes you horny?” he queries innocently.
“You bad boy” I respond, gently slapping his chest. I push him onto his back and straddle his waist, kissing him. Sliding down his body, pushing the covers away as I go, I find his cock and lick the head…
“Oh, baby” Adam cries, stroking my hair, “Please blow me”
“You don’t have to ask” I answer, licking my way around his cockhead. “I can’t resist you”
He chuckles lowly and places his hand around the base of his cock, slowly stroking himself up into my mouth. I capture his index finger with my mouth and bite down: not hard enough to hurt him, but hard enough to excite. “Oooh… love it when you use your teeth”
“Do you?” I inquire.
“Yeah… but gently…”
I take him into my mouth, as far down as I can, and then pull up, softly scraping my teeth against his organ.
“Oh-ho” Adam laughs, smiling down at me. “That’s nice”
I have to admit, it takes a lot of trust for him to allow me to do that… it warms my heart. I trade off between sucking and nibbling at him, teasing his cock until he grows red and harder than I’ve ever seen him before.
“Cin… wanna fuck you” he whispers, bringing me back up to kiss him.
I can’t help it, I nibble and suck at his lips just as I had his cock until he is trembling with need. I don’t think I’ve ever been this wet before for any man: oh how I want and need him.
Still straddling him, I impale myself on his cock, moaning at the sensation. Oh, god, his hard, hot cock feels so good in my pussy.
“Oh, Cin… baby…”
Leaning down, my hands on his chest, I kiss him and giggle when he reaches down to cup my buttocks in his hands, moving me over his cock. “Adam, you feel so goddamn good”
“Mmm, my sweet girl with the sweet pussy…”
“Need you” I squeak out, closing my eyes in ecstasy.
“You’ve got me, baby”
I wonder how it’s possible that the sex just keeps getting better. Is it because we’ve both confessed our feelings? Does loving each other make it that much more satisfying?
We kiss again, tongues tangling… I can tell that he’s holding on, trying not to come too early. I’m on the verge of an orgasm myself…
“Adam, I want your come” I cry, moving my hips over him hard and fast. “I want your hot come inside of me now!”
“Oh, baby… it’s all yours… here it comes…”
I feel his cock swell and explode inside of me, hot, thick jets of his fluid filling me. I come, too, the muscles in my cunt grabbing onto him rhythmically.
I fall onto him in relieved bliss, feeling his arms wrap around me.
“Baby” he cries. “Oh, wow…”
“Mmm, that WAS good” I respond, smiling against his chest. We’re both panting… “You certainly do take good care of me”
I don’t believe it, but I can feel Adam’s chest warming: looking up I see that he’s blushing.
“I’m sorry” I apologize. “It’s because you’re mom said that, isn’t it?”
“Cin, you should know that you’re the only woman besides my mother who can actually make me blush”
I giggle. “It’s quite a feat…”
“It most certainly is” he answers, rolling us to our sides and grasping my faces in his hands. He kisses me tenderly, which makes me ache in the sweetest of ways.
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