Page 75 of Bourbon Bliss
“Yes.”
“You said you didn’t understand dancing.”
“That’s correct.”
“Did you understand it by the time we were finished?”
I thought back to that night. The way his hands had felt. His body pressed against mine. The rhythm and movement as we swayed to the music. It had been arousing and enjoyable.
“Yes, I did understand dancing by the time we finished.”
“Good. I’m going to do the same thing again.”
“But you already explained dancing. I don’t need another lesson. Unless you’re interested in another style, in which case—”
He touched a finger to my lips. “No, not dancing. I’m going to show you how to develop an intimate physical relationship.”
I furrowed my brow. “But we’ve already had sex.”
“Only technically. As far as I’m concerned, it doesn’t count.”
“Just because I didn’t achieve orgasm doesn’t mean the act didn’t occur.”
“This is what I’m talking about, June Bug. Physical intimacy isn’t just putting your dick in someone’s vagina. That’s all well and good, and I admit, I’ve had that and nothing more with a woman before. It was all right. But that’s not what I want with you. Call me old fashioned, but sex means something to me.”
“George, I keep trying to tell you. I don’t understand that part of it.”
He smiled. That slow sexy grin that made me ache. “I know you don’t. That’s why I’m going to show you.”
“Physical intimacy?”
He nodded.
“Like you did with dancing?”
He nodded again.
I glanced around the room, my eyes darting back and forth. “Now?”
“No. With baseball.”
“You played football.”
He laughed softly. “I played football professionally, but I played all the sports, June Bug. Besides, I don’t mean that literally. I’m going to take you around the bases, one by one.”
Realization dawned on me. I was familiar with the use of baseball as an analogy for the progression of physical intimacy. “Oh, I think I understand.”
He reached over and took my hand. Even now, his touch felt so good. So safe and comforting.
“We’re going to take it nice and slow,” he said. “I’m going old school with this. I’ll court you properly, like a good Bootleg girl deserves. No moving to a new base until you’re ready. We take as much time as you need.”
“So, for example, first base…”
“That’s kissing.”
“We’ve already had intercourse once, but you’re willing to not have sex again and just do… first-base activities?”
“That’s exactly what I’m saying. If you’re fine with first base, we do first base. When you’re ready for the next pitch, we’ll head for second.”
