"It's been so long since we've been here," Tanya commented as we sat at my bartop.
"I know," I concurred. We've been with Roy, Callista, and Dimitri so much that we rarely spend time at home."
"I miss it," Eric said, "The three of us hanging out."
"Me too-"
Tanya pressed her lips to mine, breaking my train of thought; so much for taking this slow. I felt Eric press up against my body behind me as Tanya eagerly began ripping at my shirt as he pulled down my pants. They weren't wasting time showing me how much they missed me. Not that I'm complaining. I felt both of their fingers slide inside of me at once. The shock caused me to fall back into Eric's arms.
"Let's go to the bed," Eric said, tossing us over his shoulders and plopping us down side by side on my California king bed.
Without skipping a beat, Tanya and I began kissing again as Eric started eating me out. We explored one another breasts as Eric began fingering the both of us. The spots he hit felt amazing, not painful like Zeus. I bit my lower lip and crawled on Tanya, straddling her waist.
"I want to sit on your face," I confessed to her.
"Come here," Eric assisted me and gently placed me on her extended tongue.
The feeling of her slick tongue sliding inside of me caused me to grip the sheets around her head.
"Fuck!" I cried out.
The bed began rocking as I felt Eric seize the nape of my neck. I arched back into him as I saw him pounding Tanya behind me. Fuck this felt good. I miss this. The way her tongue rubbed around my clit as she slid two fingers inside of me caused a familiar eruption I had been missing. It never came so quickly before. I twitched on her tongue as she held my thighs down on her until I quit spasming.
"Sensitive, are we?" she victoriously giggled. I rolled to the side as she and Eric continued to fuck next to me.
Ring. Ring. Ring.
"I'll check it," I offered while crawling off the bed.
I made my way over to our bags and examined both cell phones. My new one was going off. Zeus ensured I had a phone by the time I left his home.
Dr. Richmond.
My eyes widened in shock as I hastily entered the bathroom. I looked down at my phone and tried sliding to answer, but nothing happened. What the hell?!
"Come on, stupid phone!" I grunted in frustration, "Answer?!"
"Hi? Miss Ivy?" I heard a voice.
"Hi, Dr. Drichmond," I hushed, "Thank you for getting back to me."
"Of course. How are you feeling today?" he asked.
I pressed my tongue to my cheek. Did it fucking matter, you little twit? Just tell me if I'm pregnant or not, you stupid, handsome bastard.
"I feel good; how have you been, doctor?" I gritted. I could care less, but I couldn't be a total bitch. After all, he had the answer to my question.
"I just wanted to call you and let you know that we have the results from your blood work. If you'd like to meet in person at Zeu's later today, I can be there in about 4 hours," he stated.
"No, I'm back in New York. Can't you just tell me over the phone?" I sighed. I'm losing my patience with this. "It's fine. I'm going to be up there soon, so you can give me the full details then."
"Congratulations, you're pregnant."