The 90-Day Experiment (The Expiry Date Diaries #1)

Chapter 14

Chapter Fourteen

Liam

E merson's fingers traced absent patterns on my shirt, each touch lighting up my nerves like a live wire. She took an unsteady breath, and I fought the urge to pull her closer.

"Maybe we need to revisit our boundaries," she said softly. "If we're going to give this 90-Day Challenge a real shot, we need to be on the same page."

I nodded, trying to keep my expression neutral despite the way my pulse kicked up. "I want to do this right." My thumb found her knuckles, brushing over them slowly. "We move at your pace."

She met my eyes, something warm and vulnerable in her gaze that made my chest tight. The silence stretched between us, heavy with possibility.

"I think... I think I'm ready to take this to the next level. Like a real couple." That nervous laugh of hers hit me right in the gut. "For science, of course."

"For science," I agreed, my voice rougher than intended. I leaned in close enough to catch the subtle scent of her perfume. "In that case, Doc, I suggest we conduct a thorough experiment."

She bit her lip—Christ, that drove me crazy—her eyes dropping to my mouth before meeting mine again.

"A thorough experiment?" The hint of challenge in her voice made my blood run hot. "And what exactly would this experiment entail?"

I fought back a groan. "Well, it starts with testing this chemistry between us." My words came out low and gravelly. "Through some very... hands-on research."

Her fingers tightened in my shirt. "Hands-on research," she whispered, her pupils dilating. "We should probably be thorough. For accuracy."

"Exactly." The word was barely more than a growl. "Can't leave any variables untested."

I claimed her mouth, pouring weeks of restraint into that kiss. She matched me fire for fire, her hands in my hair driving me half-mad. I hauled her against me, needing her closer.

The lake breeze did nothing to cool my overheated skin. Her curves under my hands, her silk-soft skin—it was sensory overload in the best way. Each little sound she made pushed me closer to the edge of my control.

"Hold on," she muttered, then started tossing cushions onto the sand, making a makeshift bed.

That was it. I pounced, finally getting her shirt off to reveal a black lace bra that made my brain short-circuit. The firelight played across her cleavage, and I couldn't help the low, greedy noise that escaped me.

"Fuck," I breathed, eyes glued to her chest. "You have no clue what you do to me."

"So show me," she teased, arching her back to push her breasts up against the lace.

"You're fucking stunning," I rasped.

A blush crept across her cheeks, and she looked away. I tipped her chin up, catching her eyes again. "I mean it. You're the hottest woman I've ever seen, Doc."

She slammed her lips onto mine with a hunger that nearly knocked me on my ass.

I felt like I was going up in flames, stumbling back, pulling her with me until we hit the cushions. I eased her down, trying not to squash her as I pressed my body to hers, desperate to get closer.

Our hands were all over each other. I couldn't stop touching her, feeling the smooth, warm skin of her back. She yanked on my hair, just hard enough to make me groan into her mouth.

Her touch was driving me insane, making it impossible to think straight. It was like she'd found my instruction manual and was hitting every button just right.

I kissed down her neck, leaving little love bites along the way. She moaned softly, pressing herself closer to me. The sound of her voice and the feel of her body under mine were making me lose it.

I kept going, teasing the spot between her breasts. I reached behind her, fumbling like an idiot before I finally managed to unhook her bra and yank it off.

I pulled back for a sec, just to take her in. Damn, she was gorgeous. Her breasts were perfect, her nipples begging for attention.

"Let's see," I said, my lips brushing her neck. "If we examine how turned on you are, I'd say your heart's racing. What do you think, Doc?"

She laughed, all breathless and wild, tugging on my hair. "Yeah, that sounds about right."

I nipped at her collarbone again, loving how she shivered as I moved my hand to her perfect breast. Her nipple hardened instantly under my thumb, and she bit her lip to keep from moaning.

I lowered my head, hovering just above her nipple. "Time to really test our theories," I whispered, then sucked her nipple into my mouth, flicking it with my tongue.

Emerson gasped, clutching my hair and arching up against me.

"Fuck, Liam," she panted, sounding both turned on and frustrated. "That feels... Jesus."

I moved to the other breast, giving it the same treatment, rolling her nipple between my lips and teeth. She squirmed underneath me, her moans filling the night.

"Tell me what you want," I said against her skin, my hand sliding down to her jeans, teasing the button. "Give me the next variable to explore."

"I want you," she said, sounding desperate and bossy at the same time. "I want you to touch me everywhere."

I grinned against her skin, her needy voice making me want to do all sorts of things to her. I unbuttoned her jeans, the sound of the zipper cranking up the tension between us.

As I slipped my hand inside her pants, I couldn't hold back a moan. She was already soaking, and feeling that hot, slick pussy made my dick throb.

"Jesus, Doc," I muttered, my fingers dipping into her warmth. "You're so fucking wet."

She moaned, lifting her hips to meet my hand. "I need you inside me. Please."

I pulled my hand away, and she whimpered in frustration as I looked into her eyes.

"Hold on, Doc. We gotta be thorough," I teased, my voice rough with want. "Can't skip any steps, right?"

Her eyes sparkled with amusement and frustration. "You and your damn science," she grumbled, but I could tell she was loving it as much as I was.

I grinned like an idiot. "It's all about being precise," I said, my fingers trailing across her stomach. "Let's make sure we catch every little reaction."

I slowly peeled her jeans down her hips, stopping to admire her in those black, lacy panties, the sight making me crazy.

"First observation," I said, my voice all low and gravelly. "Your skin's getting super sensitive. You seem to be somewhat aroused."

Emerson's breathing was shallow, her eyes dark with lust.

"Definitely," she whispered, her voice shaky. "But I think we need more proof."

I chuckled, hooking my fingers under her panties. "Good point. Let's get rid of these and get a better look."

I slid the lacy fabric down her legs, leaving her totally naked. The sight of her, all bare and wanting, knocked the wind right out of me.

I leaned back, taking her all in.

My eyes roamed over her curves, the way her breasts rose and fell as she breathed.

Her nipples were hard, and I wanted to suck them again, harder this time, but my eyes kept moving down, over her flat stomach, between her thighs.

She spread her legs, showing me everything, and I felt a surge of possessive need.

"Fuck, you're perfect," I growled, seeing how wet she was. The sight of her—so ready—made my dick twitch. "I can't believe I get to see you like this," I muttered, unable to look away.

She lifted her hips a bit, opening up to me. And I wasn't about to keep this gorgeous woman waiting any longer.

Two fingers slid into her easily, and the way her head fell back as she moaned nearly made me blow my load right then and there.

The tight heat around my fingers was insane, and I had to take a second to enjoy it.

I started slow, letting her get used to the stretch, feeling her squeeze my fingers.

“Look at you, Doc,” I whispered, my voice thick with lust. “You’re practically dripping. If I had to hypothesize, I’d say you’re at the peak of your arousal.”

Emerson’s breath hitched at my words, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment before meeting mine again. “And how does that fit into your data set, Liam?”

“Perfectly,” I replied, scissoring my fingers, drawing out a sharp gasp. “It confirms my theory—you’re absolutely desperate for me.”

She moaned, her hips starting to move with my hand. "M-maybe... we need... more proof," she panted, her voice breaking.

"I think you're right," I agreed. "Let's see how you like this," I said as I started rubbing her clit with my thumb.

She reacted right away, her body arching as she let out a low moan. Her pussy clenched tighter around my fingers, getting even wetter and hotter.

"Liam," she gasped, grabbing at the cushions. "Oh God... that's so good."

I leaned down over her, still working my fingers, and whispered in her ear. "You like that, Doc? You like my fingers deep inside you, making you squirm?"

"Yes," she moaned, her nails digging into the cushion. "Yes, don't stop."

I kept up a steady rhythm with my fingers, rubbing her clit. She was writhing underneath me, breathing hard and moaning louder.

"You're so fucking tight," I said, my voice rough with how turned on I was. "I can't wait to be inside you, to feel you squeeze my cock."

"Please," she whimpered, her eyes all hazy with lust. "I need you, Liam. I need you now."

"Not yet," I said firmly. "I want to watch you come first. I want to see you lose it all over my fingers."

She let out a gargled sound between a moan and a cry, her body tensing as she got close. "Liam," she panted, sounding desperate. "I'm almost there… please…”

"Let go, Doc," I ordered, my voice low and husky. "Show me how good it feels."

She was panting hard, her chest heaving as she moaned, her head falling back, showing off her perfect tits.

I couldn't help leaning down to suck her nipple as I sped up my fingers.

She gasped, grabbing my shoulders like she was holding on for dear life. "More. Oh God, more!"

I grinned at how needy she sounded and curled my fingers, looking for that sweet spot I knew would drive her crazy.

When I found it, her pussy clenched around me, and she let out a shocked cry that sent a thrill through me. I kept at it, working her clit harder with my thumb, determined to make her lose it.

"Liam, I—" she started, but broke off into a moan.

"That's it," I ordered. "Come for me, Doc."

Her body went stiff, her back arching one last time as she came hard. I kept my fingers moving, slow but steady, wanting to draw out her orgasm as long as possible.

Her gasps and moans were so hot, each sound pushing me closer to losing it myself.

"Liam, oh my God," she panted, sounding all shaky and breathless.

I watched her, pride and horniness hitting me with equal measure as her pussy kept squeezing my fingers.

When her orgasm finally died down, I slowly pulled my fingers out. "Damn, you're amazing," I said, looking her in the eye. "And I'd say that proves my point, don't you think?"

She chuckled softly, her eyes still a bit unfocused.

"Definitely some solid evidence," she said, her voice all sexy and low as she leaned up on her elbows. "But I think maybe we need to do a few more tests."

Her eyes dropped to the obvious bulge in my jeans, and she licked her lips.