Page 56 of Puck of the Irish

“You are so ridiculous, but I’m definitely ready to see one of these parties for myself.” My annual St. Patrick’s Day parties are pretty legendary around Seattle and this one is sure to top them all. “Are you sure I can’t help you set up or take care of anything for it?”

“Nope, it’s all taken care of. Jax’s girlfriend is a fantastic event planner. Her people are doing all of the work. We just get to show up, drink an unhealthy amount of green alcohol, and have fun.”

“Well, I guess I better find something special to wear then. Something green and…crotchless, perhaps?”

I groan loudly at that particular visual.

“It’s bad form to get me hard as fuck right before game time, Natalie,” I scold. She gives me one of those sultry, challenging looks and my cock throbs. I’m already dying to get back between her thighs, to have her nails digging into my back and her breathy moans caressing my skin. It’s crazy that we’re still so fucking feral for each other, but I honestly hope it never fades.

“Mmm, I guess I might need to be punished when you get back. What was that word you love so much again?...Edging?”

I lick my lips, memories of the last time we’d played out this little game flashing in my mind and making me hard as fuck. Natalie, strapped to my bed, body soaked with sweat and trembling as I brought her to the brink over and over and over but never let her fall, not until hours later. God it had been the sexiest thing I’d ever experienced in my life and the thought of a repeat makes me want to hop a plane back to Seattle right this second. They can play the game without me, right?

“I think that can be arranged,” I say in a low, gruff voice.

“Rizzo! Stop dirty talking with your girlfriend and get the fuck out here already!” Jules calls and Natalie giggles. I grin and sigh.

“Alright baby, I gotta go.”

“Good luck. You may just have a video waiting for you when you get done…”

“You are an evil, beautiful, perfect woman. Love you.”

She bites her lip and smiles. “Love you too.”

“I was thinking about our next Ireland trip,” mom says the next morning as we chat while we wait for our flight back to Seattle.

“Oh yeah? Anything special in mind this time?” We’re set to go in just a few months again and she’s in full planning mode already.

“I was thinking that a certain pretty blonde might want to come with us…”

“Hmm, yeah, I can ask Gronski if he wants to join.” Mom laughs.

“I’m serious. I know this is still new but…well, I’ve never seen you so serious about anyone, AJ.”You have no idea, ma, I think. “So, she should come with us. It’ll be fun and I promise to be on my best behavior.”

I snort.

“You and Natalie will be causing mayhem at the earliest opportunity, I have zero doubts.”

“Alright, that’s probably true, but I still think it’s an excellent idea. Just float it to her and see what she thinks.”

“Alright, I will.”

“Oh good! I’ll wait until after you ask before I bring it up.” I shake my head, grinning. She and Nat are regular textingbuddies and Ray told me that mom has been overjoyed with my new relationship. She never shamed me for my playboy lifestyle, of course, but I know she always worried that I was lonely.

My phone buzzes at my ear and I pull it away to check the screen. It’s a text from Jax’s girlfriend, Lucy, with planning questions.

“Hey, ma, I gotta run. I’ll talk to you later, alright? Love you.”

“Ok, sweetheart. I love you too.”

I grin as I scroll through the picture options Lucy sent. I text back my answers. This night is going to be amazing. Shep settles into the chair beside me, offering up one of the two bottles of water he snagged.

“Thanks, man.”

“So, how’s the planning going?” he asks with a grin.

“I think it’s safe to say it’ll be a night no one will forget any time soon.”

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