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    Mrs. Officer – (Chapter: Magnum)

    With only a few more thrusts from ecstasy, I bucked my hips really hard into Ashley, but was surprised when I felt a slight pain along with a loud thud. My eyes shot open to be met with Ashley’s frightened expression. I then took in my surroundings, noticing we weren’t on the couch anymore, we were on the floor and I was on top of Ashley. The stunned brunette then took in my flustered appearance and a devious grin replaced her previous look of shock.

    “Spencer Carlin, why so flushed?” She asked teasingly.

    Ignoring her question, I began to feel the familiar vibration between my legs again. Ashley rolled her eyes and reached into her pocket to pull out her cell phone. Wait, a cell phone!? That’s honestly what almost just gave me an orgasm in my sleep? Wow I’m pathetic.

    Realizing I was still on top of Ashley and probably crushing her, I slid off of the girl’s small frame and sat with my back resting against the couch.

    “It was just Aiden. He wondered why I never came back to work, so I just told him you abducted me for the day.” Ashley said casually, while texting her partner. She closed her phone then started grinning at me again. “So some dream huh?”

    “More like a nightmare. I was being chased by a bear and I just got away.” I said making some lame excuse.

    “Since when did dreaming about being chased by a bear cause someone to basically rape another person’s backside.” Ashley busted out into a fit of laughter. “Not that I had any problem with it what so ever.”

    I felt my face burning with embarrassment.

    “Well that’s what you get for getting me all riled up then leavin’ me to fend for myself.” I said in my defense.

    “Touché” Ashley responded, ducking her head in defeat.

    Suddenly Ashley’s phone vibrated again. The brunettes face contorted in annoyance as she looked at the caller ID then she answered the phone.

    “What now?” She asked in a dull voice. It must be her partner again.

    I then watched as her face transformed from annoyed to utterly amused.

    “Oh really?” Ashley was now really getting into the conversation.

    I just admired how adorable she looked while she chatted. She could be such a big kid sometimes and her whole big bad cop act wasn’t fooling me; it’s her hidden innocence that really captivates me.

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    1. I absolutely hate when you have a really hot dream about the girl sleeping next to you but can’t do anything about it for whatever reason. That happens to me all the time with this one girl in particular. And I’m kind of sure she wouldn’t mind I’m just not bold enough to go for it.

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