Page 99 of Holly Jolly July

Mariah nods, swallows, then cracks open her eyes. “Wow,” she agrees.

“You were... amazing!”

She smiles, her eyebrows crinkling in confusion.

“I’ve never seen anyone come like that before!”

Mariah presses her hands against her eyes. “Oh my god.”

“Seriously, it was so beautiful. The way you sounded, and how your body reacted, and you came and came, over and over,it was surreal. I’m so impressed by you. You should be really proud of yourself.”

“What?” She chuckles, her tits jiggling. She looks at me, still confused, but with a gentle smile on her face. “Ishould be proud?”

“Yes! You were incredible. It was so rewarding to be here with you for that. I feel honoured.” I press a hand to my chest.

She gives her head a slow shake. “You’re so weird. But in a good way.”

“Thank you. I pride myself on being weird in a good way.”

“Come here.” She beckons, reaching for me.

I oblige, meeting her on the bed and tucking my face into the crook of her neck, draping one leg over her body and hugging her tight.

Mariah sighs contentedly, then kisses my forehead. “Give me a minute here and I’ll return the favour.”

I tense. “Oh. You don’t have to.”

“No, really, I want to.”

“That’s okay. I’m fine. I’m... good.” I try to brush her off, keeping my tone light.

Mariah pulls away a bit, trying to look at me, but I hide my face against her. “It’s really not a big deal, I’d love to—”

“I really don’t want you to go down on me,” I say with finality, all teasing gone from my voice.

Mariah tenses. “Is... everything okay? I mean, I’m sorry if I pressured you to...”

“No, it’s not that.”

She waits a long moment, neither of us moving, barely breathing. Finally, she tries again. “You don’t have to tell me, but I promise, whatever it is, I won’t judge.”

I swallow. Steeling my resolve, I sit up on the bed. Tucking my knees to my chest and hugging myself, I look at where she lies, pulling the blankets up a little higher against the chill of me no longer being at her side.

“You trusted me,” I say. “So, I’ll trust you.”

“Did something... happen?” Mariah’s brows furrow with concern.

“No. Thankfully, nothing likethathas happened to me,” I assure her. “It’s more like a...lackof something happening, if you will.”

Her worry shifts to confusion.

I sigh. “What you just did? How you came like that? It was so fucking beautiful and amazing and... I can’t do it.”

“You can’t come?”

I give my head a subtle shake. “Nope.”

“Like, ever?”

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