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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: This chapter is somewhat short, but there is more to come! For those who keep coming back to read my new chapters, THANK YOU!

~ sugarkisses

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Riding with Chris and Adam turns out to be a real treat. The two of them are good friends, so they keep the mood light by teasing each other. We all chat amiably as we drive. I start the day with a headache from all of the wine that I drank the night before: Adam gives me a couple ibuprofen and it eases. Today he is wearing a white shirt and blue jeans, his hair up in a ponytail: he looks simply divine to me.

Arriving at the hotel, we check in. This time, since Adam and I are sharing a room, I get a room key as well. Saying goodbye to Chris for the time being, we travel up to our room, number 523.

Adam opens the door for me, ushering me inside. I pull my suitcase through the doorway and rest it against the wall, surveying the room.

“This is nice” I state, smiling. We have one bed, which Adam collapses upon once he has locked the hotel room door.

He puts his hands behind his head and gazes at me. “I’m glad we’re finally alone… I like traveling with Chris, but he can talk his head off”

True, Chris had been chatty, talking about his wife and kids amongst other things. I had learned a bit more about what it was like to take bumps, though I myself have never wrestled. I sit down on the bed and look at Adam…

“Come here and kiss me” he demands, smiling.

Getting onto the bed beside him, I do just that, resting my hands on his chest. Our kiss is soft yet passionate, tongues questing against one another.

“Mmm” I purr, pulling back, “Tell me again about learning to take bumps and what happens to your elbows…”

Adam laughs, reaching out to run his right index finger over my bottom lip. “You mean about the bruises? Well, you get little green bruises on your elbows because it’s your natural tendency to put your elbows out when you fall… takes a long time to learn not to put your elbows out”

“And steel chairs?” I prod.

Adam winces. “Steel chairs sting when you get hit with one…”

I reach out and place my hand on his face, feeling the gruff of his beard against my palm. “I’m learning more and more”

“Planning on wrestling?” he queries, laughing.

I shake my head. “Don’t think I could take it”

“Well, we ‘wrestle’” he breathes, kissing the tip of my nose. “You like that”

“I most certainly do” I agree, pressing my body to his. “As a matter of fact, I think I’d like to ‘wrestle’ right now…” I move in to kiss him… and my cellphone rings. “Ugh” I intone, grabbing the offending object from my pocket. Looking at the phone, I see that it’s the head of production… Sitting up straight, I answer the phone.

My boss is wondering if I arrived okay, if I’m ready to come to work the next day. As I reply yes, I feel Adam pull the back of my shirt up… A shiver goes through me as I feel his bearded face brush over my bare skin. He kisses my flesh, his hands wrapping around my body to caress my stomach.

“I… yes, I’ll be there” I state, trying to swat at Adam’s hands. The call finished, I hang up and turn to him. “That was my boss!” I yell.

“Easy, Cin” he pleads, lifting his hands. “I was just playing…”

I want to be angry with him, but the look on his face is one of innocence… “Just… not when I’m on the phone with my boss”

“Okay” he agrees, reaching out to touch my back. “Come here”

I put my cellphone on the end-table by the bed and lie back down beside him, sighing.

“Are you angry with me?” he asks.

“No, I’m not” I reply, placing my arm around his waist. “I just get uptight when I talk to my boss”

“I can understand that” Adam soothes, stroking my left arm. “But, babe, I’ve got the answer to your stress”

“Do you now?” I tease back, leaning forward to rub my nose on his.

“Mmm-hmm” he replies, kissing me.

I lose myself in his lips and tongue, his movements languid. I barely register that he is lifting my shirt until he breaks our kiss to pull it over my head. I shift out of it and then grab the hem of his, and take it off of him. I smile when I see his tattoos, running my hands over them. “And did these hurt?”

“Let’s talk about it later” Adam responds, undoing the clasp on my bra. “I’ve got other things on my mind right now”

He tenderly licks my left nipple, then my right, his hands sliding down to my jeans. I kick off my sandals and help him to undress me. Adam returns to my left breast, licking and sucking my flesh.

“Mmm, baby, you taste so good” he intones.

I draw my fingernails over his pectorals, remembering that it was only a few years ago that he tore his left one. I can feel the crisp hair on his skin as he moans.

“Cin… I love the way that you touch me”

“I love to touch you” I confess, raking my nails all the way down to his waistband. I undo his fly and slide my fingers inside of his pants. His growing cock meets my touch and I purr at the sensation.

Adam places his right hand on my mound, putting pressure on me.

“Oh my god” I whine, lifting my hips in response.

“Mmm, you’re wet” he breathes, leaning down to kiss my neck. “That turns me on, baby…”

He places his mouth over mine, growling into our embrace: meanwhile, he kicks off his shoes and socks as well as pushing off his jeans. Rolling over me, he slips inside of me, moaning…

“Adam… Oh god…”

He moves nice and slow, kissing me passionately. I reach up and pull his hair out of its ponytail, letting the blond locks curl down around his face. Adam sighs into our embrace…

And that’s when it hits me… we aren’t fucking, we’re making love. He is being slow and gentle with me, showing more emotion than I’m used to getting from him. I almost want to cry, he is being so tender.

“Cin” he whispers, “My sweet Cin…”

I move my hips with his, keeping up with his gentle gait and arching my back. We fit together perfectly…

He uses his lips on my right breast, teasing the nipple with his tongue and teeth. In response, I massage the back of his neck, his shoulders. There is such a beauty to him…

“Cin… oh lord… come with me… please come with me”

He goes over the edge, his cock throbbing in my cunt: I lose myself with him, my inner muscles contracting around him. We cry out together, holding on to each other…

Very slowly, once his panting has lessened, Adam leans up above me and kisses me. I want to tell him that I love him, but I don’t know how he will take it. Instead I massage his arms, and when he breaks the kiss I whisper, “You were going to tell me about your tattoos?”

Adam smiles and rolls us onto our sides, threading his arm over my waist. “Oh, yeah… they hurt at first, but you see, the tattoo gun vibrates and it sort of numbs you up so it’s not too bad… You wanna get one, Cin?”

I giggle and trace the skull that is tattooed on his right bicep. “I don’t know…”

“I think you’d look pretty with a nice little butterfly or something…”

Moving in close to him, I press my face to his chest and inhale his scent. The crisp hair there tickles my nose, but it is a pleasant sensation.

“Mmm, Cin… I’m hungry. Wanna go get something to eat?”

“In a minute… in a minute…”

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