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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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Word that I’m with Adam spreads fast through Production… before I know it, I’m hauled in front of my boss, who tells me that although I haven’t done anything wrong, I need to keep my mind on my job. It really irritates me, but I play nice until I’m out of his office and on the road again with Chris and Adam.

I tell them about it and they just laugh, which frustrates me more.

“Cin, they can’t touch you” Adam avers from the front seat, sipping from a cup of coffee.

“They really can’t” Chris agrees. “What did your boss say, exactly?”

Sighing, I repeat what was told to me, “We in the WWE don’t frown on relationships within the company unless it affects job performance”

“And does it?” Adam asks, handing me back a stick of gum.

“No” I reply, popping the gum into my mouth: I almost laugh, it’s cinnamon flavored.

“Then don’t worry”

“Easy for you to say… they’d cut my head long before they would think of cutting you”

“They’re not going to fire you” Adam states. “You’re good at what you do, you’ll be fine”

“You’ll be great, Cin” Chris adds. “Don’t let it get to you”

I nod although I don’t mean it, drinking from my mocha. The chocolate mixes well with the cinnamon, making me smile.

The drive takes a few hours with us stopping for lunch in between. By the time that we get to our new hotel, I’m tired.

“I could use a nap” I state as Adam closes the room’s door behind us.

“You tired, Cin?”

“Yeah” I reply, yawning. “I think I need a rest…”

“Well, hop on in to bed”

“You tired?” I ask, kicking off my sandals and pulling down the comforter.

“Not really… but I can lie with you if you like”

“I don’t know… when we lie together, things tend to happen…”

Adam gives me a look of mock hurt. “You don’t think that I can behave myself?”

“Okay” I concede, smiling at him as I lay down, “but no funny stuff…”

“Hand to god” he swears, kicking his shoes off and climbing into bed with me.

I immediately roll into his embrace, the warmth of him soothing. “Oh” I sigh, closing my eyes.

“Cin, baby… don’t worry about your job”

“Adam…”

“You’re good at what you do, you’re conscientious… they’d be crazy to fire you”

I giggle softly. “They aren’t exactly a sane bunch”

“Cin, if anything happens, anything… I’ll take care of it for you”

“You going to ‘spear’ them?” I tease.

“If I have to” he replies, rubbing his chin against the top of my head. “That really does hurt, you know”

“I know… Chris told me”

Adam chuckles. “Yeah, I’ve had to spear him more than once in our careers”

Cuddling against him, I yawn. “Poor Chris…”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah… Don’t feel too sorry for him: you know, it hurts giving a spear, too”

“Aw… poor Adam…” I console, rubbing his chest.

“Sweetheart, you’d better go to sleep before I get ideas”

“Okay” I agree.

I allow sleep to overtake me as I lie safe in his arms…

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I’m awakened by gentle kisses… Adam is above me, smiling.

“Rise and shine, Cin, it’s time for dinner”

“Where do you want to go?”

“I don’t know… I feel like spaghetti…”

“Olive Garden?” I ask, sitting up.

He snorts. “I want something authentic… I’ve been looking through the phone book, think I found a place”

“Okay… just let me use the little girl’s room…”

Adam chuckles at me. “Cin, honey… you’re not a little girl…”

“Yeah, I’m a big girl… with a ‘big’ boyfriend”

He growls at me. “Don’t start with me… go pee”

I hadn’t meant to use innuendo, but I can tell from the look on his face that I have sparked his desire and that simply won’t do with us about to go and eat. Running to the bathroom, I relieve myself and wash my hands, reappearing in the main room quickly.

The restaurant that he has chosen is very authentic: he orders his spaghetti and I have ravioli. One of the patrons recognizes him and sends him wine… at first, it’s no big deal, just a female fan paying her respects… but then, she has the nerve to wander over to our table. She is obviously a little drunk, and she is cooing at Adam when she speaks, leaning down so that her breasts are in his face. I tolerate it for a few minutes, but then I start to get mad…

“And who is this?” she questions, motioning to me, “Another wrestler?”

“I’m his girlfriend” I intone icily, stabbing at my food.

“Girlfriend?” she makes a face like someone has just made her smell shit.

“Yeah” Adam agrees.

“Oh, I see”

You better see, bitch, I think, eating a forkful of food triumphantly.

“Well, I guess I’ll let you two lovebirds be” She says it with anger in her voice and she stomps away…

We eat the rest of our dinner in silence. I’m stewing and Adam isn’t saying anything. After we pay our tab, we catch a taxi back to the hotel. I wait until we’re in our room to go off.

“I can’t believe that bitch!” I swear, angrily kicking off my sandals.

“Easy, Cin”

“Easy?!” I ask, turning to face him. “Adam, she was practically throwing herself at you with me right there!”

“She was drunk… it happens”

“How can you be so nonchalant about it?”

Sighing, he sits down in the arm chair by the bed. “It happens all the time, Cin… fans get drunk: the women want to fuck us, the men want to fight us”

I stare at him, my arms crossed over my chest. “And that’s okay with you?”

“I didn’t say it was okay, I said that was how it is… Cin, calm down”

“No” I deny. “You didn’t even say I was your girlfriend, I had to say it!”

“I didn’t get a chance to say it, you jumped right in!”

He’s getting mad now, I can see it in his eyes.

“I shouldn’t have to say it” I argue bluntly.

“That’s what you’re going on about?” he yells. “I need to announce that you’re my girlfriend? Shit, Cin, what do you think I was doing in that hotel bar the other night?”

“That’s not the same thing”

“Oh, it isn’t?”

“No, it isn’t”

Adam shakes his head in disbelief. “Cin, you aren’t making any sense!”

“And that woman wanting to fuck you is okay?”

“It’s not like I was going to fuck her!” he yelps. “Cin, she’s no competition for you!”

“How would you feel if some guy did that with me?” I ask, my voice raised. “Would you be okay with some guy sending me wine and then hitting on me?”

“No” he admits, “but that’s not the point! You aren’t understanding that this stuff happens but it doesn’t mean anything!”

“Make me understand” I counter.

He jumps up from his seat and moves to me, standing just in front of me. Adam puts his hands on my face and kisses me although I squirm at the contact. “You’re still my Cin” he breathes, holding me so that I have to look up into his eyes. “That woman means nothing to me… all I care about is you”

I start to melt in his intense gaze, but I’m not willing to let him off the hook so easily. “You should have sent the wine back”

“Cin, that would be rude… she was a fan…”

“She was a drunken slut”

He sighs but nods. “She was… but she’s not here right now. I don’t want her, Cin… I want you”

He’s pretty convincing… I stop feeling angry and start feeling horny with him so close to me. When he leans in for another kiss, I close my eyes and allow him to take my mouth. Our tongues lash together and suddenly his hands are all over me, finding my breasts.

“Besides, baby” he breathes, breaking our embrace, “she was fake… your tits are real…”

I don’t like that he mentions her, but I can’t argue with him as he pulls my shirt off of my frame and undoes my bra. Lifting me up in his arms, he puts me on the bed and climbs in over me, attacking my left breast with his mouth. I moan and dig my fingers into his hair, holding him as he feeds on me. He uses his tongue and teeth on my nipple, gently pulling.

“Mmm, Cin… you taste so good…”

He’s taking his time with my flesh, which feels so good. His right hand snakes down my body to my jeans… I mew as he undoes my fly and pushes the fabric away so that he can get to my pussy.

“Adam…”

“Easy, Cin… let me make up with you”

I lie back and let him continue: his mouth is still at my left breast, his fingers playing with my clit. It feels good, so good…

He switches to my right breast, licking and sucking as he continues to caress my pussy. I’m wet for him and slowly losing my mind as he teases me. He slides a finger inside of me and I buck my hips up off of the bed…

“Adam… oh, god…”

He pulls my jeans and panties away and spreads my legs. “Mmm, Cin… I wanna eat you…”

I cry out as he runs his tongue over my pussy, licking me from my entrance to my clit. I close my eyes and run my fingers through his hair, loving the softness. He is tender with me, sucking my clit gently and then pushing it back and forth with his tongue. I moan and sit up…

“Adam… come here…”

He angles up, kissing my chest as he meets my face. I kiss him, tasting myself on his tongue.

“Baby… I want to fuck you now” he whispers.

“Yes” I hiss, running my fingertips over his lips.

I help him undo his fly as he removes his shirt and shoes. He is quick to roll over me and kiss me, his hands caressing my sides as I wrap my legs around him.

As he fills me with his cock, I arch my back. “Oh, Adam…”

“Do you see now?” he huffs, slowly thrusting in and out of me. “Do you see that I only want you?”

I nod, digging my nails into his shoulders.

He rolls his hips into mine, kissing my throat and shoulder. “Cin, you’re so beautiful…”

Oh god, he feels so good inside of me, and he’s being so sweet… We’re beyond fucking yet again: we’re making love. It blows my mind to feel his gentle passion. “Adam…” I breathe, stroking my hands down his back, “I love you”

He growls happily, beginning to move faster and harder. He takes hold of my right leg under my knee, holding me open as he pummels into me. I can only moan and hold on to him.

It doesn’t take long before I’m on the edge, doing my best not to come before he does.

“Oh, baby… don’t hold back on me” he laments. “I can feel you… come for me”

I give in, calling his name and scratching my nails down his back. My cunt contracts around him, squeezing him… and then I feel him come inside of me, his fluid warming my insides.

The aftermath finds us both panting, his body collapsed upon mine, but I like his weight.

“Oh, Cin… baby, that was so good…”

I giggle and rub his shoulders. “It certainly was”

“Have you forgotten about her?”

I wrinkle my nose as he rolls us to our sides. “Until you mentioned her…”

“Sorry”

With his cute Canadian accent, I can’t really feel angry with him. Maybe I did over-react… I know, I’ll ask Chris about it, see what his opinion is…

“Do you forgive me?” Adam asks.

“For now” I respond, rubbing my leg against his. “I’ll have to think about it…”

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