A/N: Hey folks, ready for some more hot experiments?

Bells was washing up the dinner dishes. Harry was driving a well-oiled Charlie back to Forks and Jake was putting Billy in bed. All the beer he and Charlie drank during the game really affected his blood sugar and he was dead weight. Jake finally got him situated and headed back into the living room to clean up the beer cans.

Jake could see Bella through the kitchen door. She'd worn a short and flowing skirt and when she turned to get the last of the dishes from the table, Jake noticed the top two buttons of her shirt were undone. He didn't know if she'd done that on purpose hoping for the next experiment to begin. It'd been about week since the last experiment and Bella could not get it out of her head. Drunk dads gave them the perfect setting and Jake knew it.

Bella heard Jake come into the kitchen and throw the beer cans into the recycle bin. Her stomach dropped when she felt his arms wrap around and pull her against his hard-on. She concluded showing a little bit of her pink lacy bra had worked and her passive-aggressive experiment was a success. She inhaled sharply when his hand plunged down her belly, underneath the waistband of her skirt and into her hot folds.

"What makes you wet, Bells?" he growled into her ear. His hot possessive fingers on her pearl combined with his breath in her ear made her weak in the knees. She leaned back into him and spread her legs a bit to give him better access. His hands still felt so much better than her own.

"Ngghhhh," was all that escaped. He nibbled her earlobe and pulled her against his erection.

"Fuck, Bells. This experiment is invalid," Jake said in between kisses he planted down the side of her neck. "You're already soaked." Two of his fingers slid in easily and they both gasped—Bella because, as much as she had touched herself in the past few weeks, it never occurred to her to stick something inside—and it felt really good. Jake gasped at her blatant willingness to continue on. She began moving against his hand, seeking more friction. Jake had another idea, though.

Jake twirled Bella around, moved her over to the left so she wasn't in front of the sink and lifted her to sit on the counter. Brown eyes stared into black as Bella sucked in her bottom lip in anticipation. She wanted to taste his lips again, feel his tongue invade her mouth, have his hands slide over her skin again. He was more than willing to oblige. Lips crashed and teeth clicked which caused some giggles.

They both slowed down a bit, taking their time to figure out how to use their tongues in unison. They teased, licked, sucked, tasted, and nibbled. Jake reached around Bella, grabbed her round ass, and pulled her in to feel how hard he was. Bella responded with a groan and ground herself against Jake. She continued to ravage his lips and her fingers scraped across the fabric that covered his nipples. Jake took that as a cue that she wanted the same treatment. His fingers fumbled with the remaining buttons on her shirt and when Bella realized what he wanted, she shed both her shirt and her bra. Jake applied the knowledge he gained from their other experiments causing Bella to whimper. But it was time to move on to the next experiment.

Jake wanted to taste something else.

Jake released her nipple with a pop—he liked the sound—and continued to kiss down her stomach, towards the next designated experiment site. He wound up kneeling in front of her. He slid his hands up her thighs and his index fingers latched on to the waistband of her panties and pulled them down. Another gasp escaped her lips when Jake began kissing her thighs.

"Jake," she panted, "what are you doing?" Her belly curled in delicious anticipation. Jake smiled at the way her shuddering breaths made her boobs jiggle. He didn't think that would ever stop appreciating that and had to adjust himself before he continued on.

"I'm going to attempt to eat you out, Bells," was his clinical answer. "I've never done this before, you're going to have to tell me what feels good, okay?"

"Uh huh," Bella whimpered. She was beginning to believe that they had the best friendship ever. Her skirt kept falling over his head as she felt his tongue on exterior of her neatly shaved coochie. It irritated her that she couldn't see what he was doing. "Jake, take my skirt off. I want to see." His chuckle, so close to her clit, almost made her come undone.

Jake complied with her request immediately and the image of a naked Bella Swan perched, spread eagle, on his countertop was one that he never wanted to erase from his memory. She was sitting there, just waiting for his tongue to lick her deliciously wet slit. Preparing dinner after this experience would never be the same in Jacob's head.

"You gotta talk to me, Bells so I know what's good and what's better." She merely grunted as his hands pressed her thighs farther apart. Bella maintained his eye contact as she watched his long tongue slide out of his mouth and curl up to run up her clit.

"Oh, my god!" Bella moaned. "That was nice." Encouraged, Jake did a series of fast flicks to see how she'd react.

"Ah, ah, ah!" Bella chanted with each flick. A low moan escaped her throat when Jake flattened his tongue in a long smooth swipe.

"Oh, Jake. Where did you learn to do this?" Her hand had moved up to her nipples that she was flicking and pinching. Jake had taught her that, too. Bella found these experiments very helpful.

"The internet has some very informative information," Jake said and remembered another tidbit he'd read and watched. He was going to test it out.

"That sentence was…" Bella gasped again when she felt two of Jake's hot fingers enter her pussy again. "Redundant…ahhh…Jake!" His tongue was back to flicking her clit in rhythm with the pumping of his two fingers. She felt so full and the knot she was used to feeling in her gut was different; it was tighter, deeper, more intense. Jake's fingers seemed to stoke it like a fire making it flare up from her head to her toes. Jake watched appreciatively as Bella continued to flick and pinch her own nipples and her breathing both increased and became shallower. She was close.

"Jake, right there, keep doing what you're doing," she panted. "Don't stop, don't stop." Her legs clamped around his head, making it a little difficult to continue, but he did as he was told. Her head banged against the cabinet doors and Jake watched her tits bounce until her hand slid down into his hair effectively holding his head in place. She seemed to realize that her knees were inhibiting Jake's progress and spread her thighs again. With more room, Jake added a twist to what his fingers were doing. It was only a few more seconds before Bella shrieked and the walls of her pussy clamped around his fingers.

"Fuck, Jacob, fuck, fuck, fuck. FUCK!"

He didn't stop until he felt her fingers loosen in his hair. He pulled his fingers out and showed her the juices that ran down his wrist.

"Well, I know how to make you wetter, now," he smiled and Bella noticed how his chin glistened. She pulled his collar again and she kissed him deep and long.

"That's what I taste like?" Bella asked in a gravely tone. Jacob groaned at how hot that sounded. "I wonder what you taste like?" she asked hopping down off the counter and walking towards his bedroom.

"Fuck me!" Jake said to himself and offering up the words like a silent prayer. His gaze was glued to the sway of her naked hips and her round ass.

He'd learned a number of things during their three experiments: 1. that Bella is just as horny as he is; 2. Bella likes her nipples tweaked; 3. Bella cusses when she cums; 4. Bella is a screamer, and 5. Bella wants to suck his cock. He found all of these things both encouraging and very exciting;

Reflection time was over and he followed her quickly to his bedroom.

He wasn't one to inhibit the pursuit of knowledge.

A/N: Review if you liked and another may be comin' your way this weekend.