Page 11 of Secret Baby for the Billionaire Doctor

"So, what brings you guys to this bar?" I ask, trying to steer the conversation towards Ally.

"We're here for a friend's birthday party," Ashlee replies.

"That's cool," I say, taking a sip of my drink. "Do you guys live around here?"

"No, we're just visiting," Natalie says, twirling a strand of her hair around her finger.

As we continue talking, I notice that the other one keeps glancing at her phone. It's clear that she's waiting for someone. Suddenly, a man approaches them and starts talking to them. Natalie follows him out of the bar, leaving one of the twins sitting alone. I take this as an opportunity to find out who it is exactly.

We start talking, and it's clear that she is Ally. We both love photography, football, and food. We talk for a while about our favorite foods, sharing stories about our travels and experiences. I can tell that she's lying about who she is and what she does, but I decide to play along. She tells me that she's a nutritionist, but I know that she's actually a resident neurologist at the hospital where I work. I don't press the matter, though. Instead, I ask her more about her interests and hobbies, and we continue talking for a while longer. As the night went on, the girl who introduced herself as Ashlee and I became more and more comfortable around each other.

We start talking about deeper topics, discussing our fears and aspirations and I notice that she is staying away from topics we have discussed in Greece. It's clear to me that there's a strong connection between us, and I can tell that she feels it too. I know that she is Ally and eventually, she starts to open up to me about her personal life. She tells me about her family, her struggles growing up, and her dreams for the future. I listen to her intently, fascinated by her stories and inspired by her resilience.

As we continue to talk, I start to realize that my feelings for her are growing stronger by the minute. I'm drawn to her intelligence, her sense of humor, and her kind heart. I feel like I could spend hours talking to her, getting to know her better. Gradually, our conversation becomes more intimate. We talk about our fears and vulnerabilities, and I feel like I'm getting to know the real Ally. I realize that I'm falling more for her, and I can't imagine not having her in my life.

The conversation between Ally and I takes a turn towards the romantic. We talk about our past relationships and what we're looking for in a partner. It's clear that we have a lot in common, and the chemistry between us is undeniable. Before I know it, we're leaning in for a kiss. The moment is electric, and I feel a surge of emotions coursing through me. I fully enjoyed the same taste we experienced when our lips kissed in Greece. As we pull away from each other, I look into her eyes and see a reflection of the same emotions.

"Do you want to come with me?" I ask her.

Ally looks at me, a smile spreading across her face. "Yes, I do."

I hold her hand and lead her out of the bar, the cool night air hitting us as we step outside. We make our way to my car, and I open the door for her, watching her climb inside. I walk over to the driver's seat and slide in behind the wheel, turning the ignition.

As we drive to my place, Ally and I talk about everything and anything, laughing and joking like old friends. We share passionate conversation and she tells me about her travels and the adventures she's been on. She's been to so many different countries, and her stories are fascinating. We pull up to my apartment building, and I park the car in the lot. As we walk up to my door, I feel my heart beating faster with anticipation. I haven't been with anyone since the unforgettable night in Greece, and I'm excited to see where the night will lead.

As we get into my apartment, I show Ally around, giving her a tour of the living room, kitchen, and bedroom. She admires the artwork on my walls and the books on my shelves, and I feel a sense of pride knowing that she appreciates my taste. We sit on the couch together, talking and laughing, and I pour us both glasses of red wine. The conversation turns more serious as we talk about our hopes and dreams for the future.

"I want to make a difference in the world," Ally tells me. "I want to help people and make a positive impact."

I nod, impressed by her passion and determination. "That's an amazing goal," I say. "I'm sure you'll achieve it."

She looks at me with those big, beautiful eyes of hers. I can feel the sexual tension building between us, and I lean in to kiss her. Our lips meet, and I feel a surge of desire coursing through my body. Ally responds eagerly, her tongue slipping into my mouth as we kiss deeply. I take a deep breath as I pull Ally closer to me, feeling her soft curves pressed against my body. Her lips are warm and inviting, and I can't resist the urge to kiss her again.

As our tongues dance together, a surge of desire floods through me. I can't help but wonder what it would be like to have her completely, to feel her body beneath mine again. Without breaking our kiss, I reach down and run my hands along the hem of her shirt, lifting it up to reveal her smooth, bare stomach. She gasps as my fingers trail over her skin, and I know that she wants me just as badly as I want her.

I break our kiss for just a moment to lean back and admire her beauty. She looks up at me with wide, lust-filled eyes, and I can see the hunger in them. I know that I have to have her.

With one swift movement, I pick her up and carry her over to a wider couch. I lay her down gently, taking in the sight of her gorgeous body splayed out before me. I lean down to kiss her again, my hands roaming over her breasts and down to the button of her jeans. I undo the button and slowly slide her jeans down her legs, revealing her black lace panties. I feel myself grow even harder as I take in the sight of her, and I know that I can't wait any longer. I slip my hand inside her panties, feeling the wetness between her legs. She moans softly as I explore her folds, and I can feel her getting even more turned on. Without waiting anymore, I lick her clit and folds while her moan continues to get me harder.

With a quick movement, I pull down my own pants, revealing my hard cock. I can feel Ally's eyes on me, and it only makes me even more aroused. Before I am able to reach between her legs, Ally grabs my cock between her lips. The soft pressure of her lips and tongue makes me scream with pleasure. I cannot take it anymore. I quickly position myself between her legs and slowly push inside her, feeling the tightness of her pussy as I slide deeper and deeper. She moans loudly as I begin to thrust, the intensity building with each movement.

Her nails dig into my back as I pick up the pace, driving into her harder and harder. Our bodies are slick with sweat as we move together, the pleasure building to an almost unbearable level. As we reach the peak of our passion, I feel my own release coming on. I thrust into her one last time before exploding, my body wracked with intense release. As we both come down from our high, I collapse onto the couch next to her, our bodies entwined. We lay there for a few moments, catching our breath and basking in the afterglow after rekindling the passion we shared in Greece.

Chapter six

Our Desires

Ally

AsIwalkintothe bar with my twin sister, Ashlee, we make our way to a corner of the room. I notice a man looking at us intently and immediately realize he is Dante.

He orders another beer as the bartender approaches us. We chat with him for a bit before glancing over at the man again. He introduces himself as Dante, and I wish to test him a bit so introduce myself as Ashlee. I then introduce my twin sister as Natalie. We continue to chat, and I notice Dante is trying to figure out who is the real Ally. We talk about our reason for being at the bar, and I mention it's for a friend's birthday party. Dante then asks if we live around here, and I tell him we're just visiting.

As the night goes on, Ashlee leaves to meet someone, leaving me alone with Dante. We discover we have common interests, such as photography, football, and food. I tell him I'm a nutritionist, even though he knows I'm actually a resident neurologist at the hospital where he works. We talk about our hobbies and interests for a while longer.

Dante and I become more comfortable around each other, and we start talking about deeper topics. Meanwhile, I start to open up to Dante about my personal life. I tell him about my family, my struggles growing up, and my dreams for the future. He listens intently, and I feel a strong connection with him.

We continue to talk, and our conversation becomes more intimate as we discuss our fears and vulnerabilities. I start to realize that my feelings for Dante are growing stronger, and I'm drawn to his intelligence, sense of humor, and kind heart. I feel like I could spend hours talking to him, getting to know him better. I can't imagine not having him in my life.

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