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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 guess this is where a bit of plot kicks in... Cin is feeling some emotions. PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!!!

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I watch him as he sleeps, his features soft. He has long, golden eyelashes that match his hair. His breathing is deep and even.

I realize that I have a confession to make to myself: I’m falling in love with him. Last night, he told me about himself, about his father that he has never met, about how he desired to be a wrestler from an early age. He explained his tattoos to me one at a time: they each stand for a point in his career.

Looking at him, I reach out and draw my fingertips over his face, over his lips. I want to kiss him awake, but I know that he needs his rest and I should really be asleep, too.

I slowly and gently get out of bed, taking his t-shirt from the floor and sliding into it. The window calls to me: I go to it and pull it open a bit, staring out. The sun is just rising, coloring the sky. There’s a long day of work ahead of us both. Tonight is show night, time for him to entertain the fans.

I wonder if he will call me after it’s done. I wonder if I will want to see him. I’m second-guessing myself. I don’t have a tendency to fall in love fast, but then again, nothing about my relationship with him is normal for me. I barely know him and I’ve fucked him twice.

“Cin?”

Turning around, I find that he is sitting up in bed, looking at me. He yawns adorably and rubs his eyes.

“I didn’t mean to wake you” I apologize.

“What are you doing?”

“Thinking”

“Oh, shit” he moans, rubbing his face. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing” I lie, closing the drapes and returning to bed.

“No” Adam denies, shaking his head curtly. “Uh-uh… tell me what’s up”

Damn his perception. I climb into bed beside him so that I’m facing him and shrug my shoulders. “It’s stupid”

He lies down with his head propped up on his hand, gazing at me in the low light. “It has you up at 5:30 in the morning, baby”

“It’s just some stupid girl stuff”

He brushes my hair out of my face and sighs. “I forgot to mention it in the time we’ve been together, honey, but… I really like honesty. If you’re honest with me, I promise, I won’t kick you out of bed”

There are butterflies in my stomach, but I press on. “I like you”

“I like you, too”

“No” I deny, shaking a bit with fear. “I really like you”

“Whoa” he says, realization hitting him. “You mean that you really like me, as in the L-word?”

“I think so” I confess.

“I don’t know what to say”

“I’m not expecting you to say it to me, Adam… if you never say it, it’s okay, I just… I think I’m falling in love with you” There, I had said it.

He sighs again, closing his eyes for a moment. “Cin… Love hasn’t been good to me”

I know that… I know that he has two failed marriages and a failed relationship in his past, and I know that they’ve been very public. “Maybe I should go…”

“No” he denies, running his hand through his hair and opening his eyes, “No, don’t go”

“But…”

He rolls his body over mine to keep me in place, chuckling sadly. “Aw, Cin, you’re shaking”

“I didn’t plan it” I swear.

“I know you didn’t, honey… but stay with me.”

I can feel that he has grown hard again: this will make it the third time tonight that we have made love. I happily accept him into my body, meeting his arduous kisses.

We make love and then fall back asleep, quiet and calm washing over us.

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My roommate eyes me as I come out of the shower and get dressed.

“So, are you going to tell me his name?” she asks saucily.

I blush and fasten my bra behind my back. “No” I love Mary, she’s a good person, but there’s no way that I’m sharing my love life with her.

“Well, can you at least tell me when you’re going to be out so I can invite my boyfriend over?”

Ah, so she has an ulterior motive. I shrug and answer honestly. “I don’t know what my schedule is like yet”

“Well, when you do, let me know”

“I will” I promise.

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Work goes smoothly. From the production area I’m able to watch Adam’s match against R-Truth. Both men take a lot of bumps, and I’m astounded as always by Adam’s ability in the ring. I take personal pleasure in watching him…

I’m sent out to get the guys in the production truck some coffee. While I’m walking through the arena, I pass by Adam talking to Chris Jericho. He looks at me and I nearly melt…

“Hey, Cin… Come here”

I blush but do as he asks, pausing in front of my two favorite wrestlers.

“Cin, this is Chris”

Chris offers me his hand and I take it, shaking his fingers.

“Mr. Jericho” I breathe.

They laugh at me, Adam speaking up. “Cin, just call him Chris”

“Okay… Chris”

“Nice to really meet you” Chris beams. “I’ve seen you around but never really gotten to say hi. Adam has told me about you”

Oh god, what has he told him? That we fuck like rabbits?

“So whatcha working on, Cin?” Adam queries.

“I have to get some coffee for the production truck”

“Want me to do it?” he teases, hands on his hips.

“Nah, I got it”

“I see they’re making you wear Cena’s new shirt” Chris comments.

He’s right: I’m wearing the new purple shirt that the WWE is pushing for John, along with a pair of jeans and some sandals. “I kind of like it”

“Nah… you’d look better in an Edge shirt” Adam states.

“Y2J shirt” Chris counters, smiling.

“I gotta wear what they give me” I reply.

“Not all the time, thank god” Adam retorts.

I blush anew at his words. “I should really go and get that coffee”

“See you tonight” Adam adds. It’s not a hope or a request, it’s a demand.

“Okay” I fumble like a child, starting to walk away.

“Nice meeting you” Chris calls after me.

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Room 607. I knock on the door and wait for him to open it for me. He does so with a big smile on his face.

“Come on in, Cin… Make yourself comfortable”

I step into the room and kick off my sandals, placing a small overnight bag on the floor.

“You brought some stuff?” he asks, nodding at my bag.

“Well, my roommate wanted to see her boyfriend in our room, so I thought I’d give her some privacy… is that okay?”

Adam chuckles at me. “Honey, you say that like you expect me to toss you out the door… of course you can bring your stuff here”

I’m about to say thank you when I notice that there is champagne sitting in a bucket on the table. “Champagne?”

“Yeah, I kinda felt like some tonight… and I can use the ice afterwards…”

“Did you hurt yourself tonight?” I ask anxiously, turning to him.

“Just the usual lumps and bumps” he answers, shrugging. “It’ll hurt me more tomorrow morning”

I’m actually amazed: we’re talking, like we have a real relationship… he hasn’t tried to jump on me yet.

“So… you want some champagne?” Adam queries, walking past me to the bucket.

“Um, sure…”

“Um?”

“Well, I don’t drink much…”

“Don’t worry” he soothes, popping the cork: the drink sprays over his hands a bit. “This brand is nice and light”

I watch as he fills two glasses and hands me one.

“A toast” he proclaims, lifting his glass, “To fucking for fun”

I can’t help but to answer his grin: he looks adorable. “To fucking for fun…”

We clink our glasses together and drink: he nearly drains his glass while I sip. He is right, the champagne is sweet and light, delicious. “Mmm, it’s good”

“Cin, can I confess something?”

“Sure” I wonder if he will say it, if he will tell me that he’s falling for me, too.

“That purple shirt looks hideous”

I laugh nervously, knowing he’s not about to tell me he’s in love… he wants me to take my shirt off. I put down my glass and shirk out of it, letting it hit the floor. I’m left in my white lace bra and jeans.

“Much better” he compliments, finishing his glass of champagne, “Though I think you know how I really want you”

Oh, I do know… I willingly strip before him, standing naked with my glass in my left hand.

“Mmm, baby… that’s my Cinnamon Girl” he groans, reaching down to adjust himself through his jeans. “Now drink your champagne…”

I do as he asks, closing my eyes and draining the glass in one fail swoop.

“Goddamn” he moans, taking off his shirt and then moving to his pants: in moments he is naked like I am, and looking at me hungrily. “Cin…”

I go to him, putting down my glass and opening my arms to him. He is quick to pull me against his body and to kiss me, the champagne on his tongue. I can feel his hard cock against my belly, and it makes me ache inside. I slowly break our embrace and press a kiss to his collarbone.

“Cin, what are you up to?”

I smile coyly and kneel before him, looking up to meet his gaze.

“Oh, Cin… do you wanna suck me?”

“Yes” I admit, reaching up to capture his length in my right hand. He is hard, like velvet steel, and already wet at the tip. I lean forward and lathe the head of his cock, tasting his saltiness. Adam sighs, then groans as I encompass the head of his cock with my mouth. “Mmm… you taste good” I breathe, gazing up at him. Just as I suspected, he is watching me, a smug grin on his face.

“I’m going to enjoy this” he predicts, reaching down to take hold of my head, “Open up, Cin”

I open my mouth and allow him to push his hips forward: his cock is so big that I gag a bit when he sheaths it in my mouth, but he is quick to let me up. My eyes are watering, but at the same time, I’m turned on. I start in on him anew, taking all that I can into my mouth. This makes him growl and moan.

“Oh, baby, that’s so good” he groans, his fingers tangling in my hair. “Suck me, honey”

I move up and down his length, slurping at him, forgetting about breathing because his cock is so delicious.

“Babe, easy” Adam warns, “You’re getting all red”

“Don’t care” I respond. “Love your cock…”

He chuckles at this. “Okay, honey”

I bob my head over him, sucking hard. I can hear him groan, and looking up, I see that he is watching me with his mouth open, bliss upon his visage. Reaching forward, I cup his balls in my right hand and massage them as I move.

“Oh, fuck yeah” he intones, tilting his head back. “That feels so good… you keep that up and I’m going to come”

I moan in happy agreement, wanting nothing more than to taste his fluid. I’m working him hard now, although it brings tears to my eyes, my left hand around his shaft, my right playing with his balls, when suddenly he growls at me.

“Don’t stop, Cin… I’m gonna come”

Oh, yes… He groans long and low and then he grunts as his cock throbs in my mouth and he shoots his come onto my tongue. I swallow all that he has to give, staying with him even as he pulls my hair.

“Oh my fucking god” he swears, loosing me as his spasms abate. Luckily there is a chair behind him and he crashes down into it, fighting for breath as I continue to lick and clean him with my tongue. “Oh, baby…”

Leaning back on my knees, I smile as he opens one eye and peers at me, laughing. He strokes his chest lazily and purrs like a contented big cat.

“That was incredible” Adam praises, grinning at me.

“Tasted incredible” I compliment back.

“Hm… Cin, come here”

I climb up into his arms, smiling as he positions me so that I’m straddling his lap. He tenderly slaps my backside with his left hand.

“Can I have a kiss?” he queries, stroking my back.

Most men don’t like their own taste, but then I remember that he isn’t most men. Still, I kiss him chastely at first until he pushes his tongue into my mouth.

“Mmm” he intones, softly pulling back, “I taste different than you… salty…”

“Delicious” I affirm.

“Well, I’m glad you like… because I like coming in that sweet mouth of yours”

I’m about to retort when he picks me up in his arms and carries me to the bed, laying me down on the bed spread. We lie there together, limbs entangled, kissing as we caress one another. After a few minutes, he is ready again: I can tell by his arduous kisses and his hard cock against my skin.

“Tell me something, Cin” he asks, breaking our kiss. “Do you like it from behind?”

It’s something I’ve only done rarely, but the idea of doing it with Adam turns me on. “God, yes”

“Mmm, good… on your hands and knees, then”

I comply with his request, smiling as he slides in behind me.

“Look at your ass” he whispers, lightly slapping my left buttock. “So beautiful”

I jump when I feel his broad tongue swipe over my flesh, followed by his lips sucking at my skin. He even draws the tip of his right index finger over my hole…

“I’ve never” I state nervously, looking over my shoulder at him. “That is…”

“It’s okay, honey, not tonight… but one day soon… I promise I’ll be good to you and you’ll love it… but for now, I want to fuck your hot cunt”

It’s a word I’m not completely comfortable with in a normal setting, but coming from Adam, it only serves to heighten my desire. Hands on my backside, he leans down and licks me from my clit to my entrance from behind. He smiles and moves back up, placing kisses on my spine.

“You’re so wet, baby” he comments, positioning himself behind me.

“All for you” I manage to squeak out as he enters me in a hard thrust. I cry out in pleasure and lower my head to the sheets, grabbing the material with my fingers. “Oh, god”

“That’s my Cin, all wet and tight”

His hands hold my backside as he pounds me mercilessly.

“Adam” I wail, trying to hold on to my sanity. I have never been so aroused in my life, and he’s taking advantage of it, slapping my ass when he feels like it, fucking me mercilessly. “You feel so good”

“You like my cock inside of you?” he inquires, pausing to lean down and nip at my back.

“Fuck yes”

“Mmm, you’re so fucking sweet, honey… I’m going to fuck you so hard”

Oh yes, I both want and need him to.

“Tell me” he encourages, as if he can read my mind, “Tell me you want that”

“Oh god… I want it hard, Adam… please…”

“Mmm, now you’re gonna get it, baby…”

I scream as he begins to pummel me anew, his powerful hips striking mine. I hold on for maybe a millisecond and then I come, crying his name.

“You’re making me come” he growls, pumping into me raggedly…

Oh god, I don’t know where I am… I’m only aware of him as he falls onto me. We lay that way for some minutes, trying to catch our breath and our senses.

“Cin” he whispers, pushing himself up onto his arms. “You okay, baby?”

“Yeah” I reply, slowly turning my head to the side so I can see him.

He gets up and onto his feet, which makes me cry out in loss, but I can’t help but to mirror his smile. Adam goes to the champagne, grabbing the bottle and returning to the bed with it.

“Want a drink?” he asks, offering it to me.

I manage to sit up and take the bottle from him, a sip of the sweet fluid easing my throat.

He takes the bottle back and sits with me, lacing his arm around my shoulders. “Keeps getting better and better with you” he laments. “At this rate, you’re gonna kill me and I’ll die a happy man”

I giggle at his words. “I think I need to lie down”

“Be my guest, Cin… but save some room for me”

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