A North Carolina Autumn - Chapter 20: Chapter 20

Carter, Hunter and Lincoln bounce the huge ball between them as they hurry back to the lake and Lincoln hits it hard in our direction when they're close enough.
We split into two teams, and Olivia explains the rules. Basically, if the ball touches the water on either side, that side loses a player. It's a simple game, and I'm glad to have Sam and Sawyer on my team. Every time they hit the ball, they really hit it. It soars over the heads of the other team, and Jeremy is usually the one to swim as quickly as he can to keep it from hitting the water. Eventually he learns to just stay further back and just wait for one of them to hit it to him.
The game goes on for an hour or so, and I notice for the first time that it's getting darker. Which doesn't make sense, since it's only about 4:00pm. I glance up at the sky, suddenly seeing the wall of dark clouds overhead, thickening by the second.
"Uh, guys?" I call out with a chuckle as I feel the first raindrop. "It might be time to head in." The rest of the group pauses the game as they notice the dark clouds, and thunder rumbles nearby.
"Yep, today's not the day to get electrocuted in the water." Olivia calls before swimming towards the dock. Someone hits the ball towards her, and she heaves it out of the water before hurrying towards the garage to put it away.
Not a moment later, the rain starts coming down. The rest of us swim quickly towards shore, which is closer than the dock, but that's a mistake because of the mud.
"I have never seen so much mud!" I call out as I slip and catch myself.
"Hey, Aspen!" I hear a mischievous voice behind me, and turn right as a ball of mud flies in my direction, splattering all over my torso.
I gasp, frozen as I realize what just happened, or rather, who just happened. Rylie grins at me, already creating another mud ball. "Oh no you don't." I run towards her, which isn't an easy feat considering the way my feet just want to slide. But, I manage to reach her while she's not focused on me, and I use the skills I learned from my cousins to knock her legs out from under her. I grab her shoulders before she can fall on her own, and I lower her gently to the ground. After the accident, I wasn't willing to do anything to risk injuring her again.
Rylie stares up at me, stunned, as I straddle her legs. Suddenly, the noise behind me gets my attention, and I see mud flying everywhere.
"Look at what you started." I say in a low voice. I scoop up a handful of mud before locking my eyes back on hers. "Naughty girl..." I run one finger through the mud in my palm before trailing it down her cheek.
Rylie's chest moves quickly as she breathes, and I leave the next line of mud along her collarbone. Her eyes flick to my lips, and I lean closer until I'm just a breath away, and then I smear the entire handful of mud across her bare stomach.
"Hey!" She shouts as I hop up, laughing. I run towards the others, barely dodging a few mud balls thrown in my direction. After a second, I realize it's pointless, and Rylie and I are soon covered in mud, along with everyone else.
The rain is pouring down hard enough that the mud gets quickly washed away, only to be quickly replaced by someone else's handful of mud.
It's hilarious, and I can't stop laughing as I watch my cousins and friends slip and slide in the mud, while trying to hit their targets.
Everyone is covered in mud, making it nearly impossible to tell who is who, but the yelling and laughter help me differentiate who my mud balls are directed to.
Suddenly a bright flash of lightning fills the sky, followed by a deep rumble of thunder, and our screams and laughter fill the air as we run up the slippery slope towards the house.
"I think it's shower time." Jensen laughs. We do our best to rinse off most of the mud in the rain before separating to our own rooms and showers. Our wet footprints are left behind on the wood as Rylie and I hurry to our room, and I make a mental note to mop later.
When we reach our room, I turn on the shower and turn to find Rylie directly behind me, with one hand behind her back. Her lips instantly crash against mine, and I kiss her back hungrily. Straddling her in the mud had turned me on more than a little bit.
She breaks away from me for a moment, breathing hard. "I was going to save this for tonight, but don't want to wait." She purrs before pulling out a long, grey, silicone covered item. My eyes widen, and I instantly know what it is.
"Rylie!" I laugh. "This isn't what I was expecting at all."
"What were you expecting?" She grins as she turns the vibrator on.
"A strap on, if I'm being honest...."
Rylie's eyes snap to mine and her grin widens. "You'd be into that?"
"I mean..." I trail off. I'd only thought about it once or twice. At first I'd been really hesitant about the idea, but the more I thought about it, the more it appealed to me. "Yeah." I giggle.
"Oh," Rylie says, slightly stunned. "I was too nervous to bring it up but now that the idea is on the table, we might have something new to try once we get home.." She grins, and I feel butterflies in my stomach.
Before I can reply, her lips are back on mine, and I suddenly cry out as I feel the vibrator against my already sensitive area. "Oh, God." I gasp. Rylie pulls my swimsuit off, and I quickly help with hers before our lips connect again. She slides the vibrator back between my legs, and the pressure builds even faster than it normally did. Which is saying a lot. Within moments, I'm coming undone and Rylie's arms hold me steady.
"Fuck," I giggle. "That was new." Then I grin. "Your turn." Rylie blushes as I take the device from her fingers, and I enjoy the way her head falls back the moment the vibrator lands against her bundle of nerves.
"I loved the way you looked at me when I straddled you in the mud." I whisper as I tease her with the vibrator.
"You surprised me, that's all..." She gasps.
"It won't be the last time." I say before pressing the device firmly against her, causing her to squirm moments before she reaches her climax. Once she finishes, she sets the vibrator on the counter after turning it off and pulls me into the shower.
The stream of warm water cascades over us, washing the last of the mud from our bodies before streaming across the grey tiled floor and swirling lazily down the drain.
I kiss her hard, enjoying the feel of her wet skin on mine. My back hits a wall as she backs me up, and I drop my head back as her lips start moving against my neck.
Rylie's fingers slip inside of me, and my moans echo around the shower as I near a second climax. She uses her other hand to brush a lock of hair behind my ear before gently nipping my earlobe, and her warm breath sounds in my ear, nearly driving me over the edge.
"God, Ry." gasp as pleasure flows through my body, and Rylie's mouth on mine finally brings me back to my senses. She doesn't give me any time to recover before her fingers are back inside of me, and I wine as she strokes. I was still so sensitive from the first two times, and she had to know that which is why she kept going. I barely manage a moan as I come for a third time, clutching onto Rylie, feeling my legs shake beneath me.
Before I've even recovered, she slides down, placing her face between my legs, with her hands holding onto the backs of my thighs. "Ry," I gasp as she makes contact with her tongue, my sensitive nerves nearly protesting. Within moments, I feel my core tightening once again, and I hold onto Rylie's shoulders as my legs threaten to give out.
"I can't..." I try to form the words but she cuts me off.
"Just trust me, baby." She stands back up, wrapping one arm around my waist while slipping her other hand back between my legs, and suddenly, I feel my final orgasm approaching, and moan as it pulses through me, much stronger than the previous ones.
Rylie's words of encouragement faintly sound in my ears, her hands holding me up against the wall as I nearly collapse. It takes several moments longer than normal for me to come back down, but when I do, Rylie's blue eyes bore into mine.
"Holy shit..." I gasp, and Rylie laughs. "I was ready to stop a while ago." I giggle.
"Yeah, I know. But I knew you could handle more. Let's finish showering off and head back downstairs." She says with a kiss.
"But..."
"You can pay me back later." She smiles, already knowing my question.
"Okay." I laugh before reaching for a shampoo bottle.
When we join the others downstairs, I'm feeling so happy. Slightly sore, but happy. Not only due to the fact that Rylie fucked me nearly senseless, although that's definitely part of it. I'm wearing a comfy new oversized t-shirt and sweats that Rylie had gotten me, both from Topsail. And fuzzy socks. She knew my love for fuzzy socks.
The large, open kitchen smells amazing, and Jensen opens the oven to pull out several pizzas. "Mm, J, how'd you know that's what I was craving?" I ask her with a grin. She turns to smile at me over her shoulder as she carefully places the hot pans on the stovetop. Jeremy, Sam and Austin sit at the large grey counter that sits in the middle of the kitchen, and across from that, a massive refrigerator. Counters line two of the walls on both sides of the fridge, and long, warm orange lights hang over them.
The living room is connected to the kitchen, with three carpeted steps leading down to it. The rest of the cousins are in there sitting on the floor and couches talking and laughing at whatever game they're playing.
Large, wide windows line the walls of the kitchen, and the rain still pounds relentlessly against them. I can barely see a few trees through the thick downpour, but they wave wildly in the storm. The sound of the rain against the glass only makes my smile grow.
"How was your shower?" Sam asks with a smirk.
"Pretty great, warm water, good smelling soap, and great company." Rylie grins at me. "How was yours, Sam?" He glares at her and we laugh.
The counter is set with plates, pizza and soda. Believe it or not, no Dr. Pepper. One year, my cousins and I got together for a movie night, and decided to try the Mnt. Dew Pitch Black flavor. It was actually pretty good. That night, we also watched the movie 'Split', which hopefully meant...
"Hey J, are we watching..."
"Split? Yes. Damn, the Pitch Black gave it away, huh?"
"Yeah," I laugh. Split was one of my favorite movies, so I was excited.
Everyone comes into the kitchen to grab food before heading down to the theater room in the basement. I grab two slices of pepperoni and a drink before leading Rylie downstairs, enjoying the look on her face as she stares in awe at all the different rooms and decorations.
When we reach the theater room, her eyes only widen. A massive screen takes up the entire front wall, while comfy couches and bean bags are scattered around the floor. Jeff and Alisa didn't like the idea of individual theater chairs. We were a close family, and we liked to cuddle up during movies, even if it was just to be annoying.
Rylie and I choose one of the smaller couches, and I grab one of the thick, unnecessarily fluffy blankets from the large cabinet in the corner and pull it over our laps.
Sawyer works on turning on the movie while everyone else chooses their seats. Sam, Jeremy and Austin pull their bean bags closer to the couch Rylie and I are on, and I shake my head with a laugh at their grins.
The movie starts and I enjoy my food and soda, and a soft smile stays on my face the whole time. When I finish, I take Rylie's empty plate and can and set them on the ground beside the couch before scooting closer to her side, taking her hand and threading my legs between hers.
The movie is one Rylie hasn't seen before, and she jumps at all the right spots, making me laugh.
The sound of rain can sometimes still be heard during the silent parts of the movie, and I snuggle closer to Rylie under the warm blanket, enjoying the little shocks of electricity that travel up my arm in the wake of her fingers.
I couldn't think of anything that could've made this day better.