Babies' Secret: My Ex Wants Me Back!
Chapter 66: Ice cream date and Horniness

Chapter 66: Ice cream date and Horniness

Chapter 66 – Ice Cream Date and Horniness

The soft buzz of quiet chatter and the occasional clink of coffee cups filled the cozy bookstore café. Katherine sat tucked in a corner booth near the glass window, her fingers gliding smoothly across her keyboard. Since returning from the family trip, her writing had become something else—smooth, seamless, alive. And she loved every bit of it.

And this peaceful café also helped her to focus more. She was having a day off from the hotel, and the kids were staying over at Aaron’s place. Now she was free to focus on her writing.

Katherine wetted her lower lips as her fingers lingered on the keyboard.

Mia stared at him with lustful eyes as she parted her legs wide for him, not shy to reveal her waiting, drenched pussy for him to devour.

"God damn, Mia! You are drenched," Asher ran his thumb pad on her clit, and Mia shivered from the contact.

"Yes, Ash, for you." She winked, stretching her pussy lips wider.

The smut scene poured out of her fingers with ease, yet she felt her throat bob from the scene she was writing, she was feeling it tenfold.

Damn horny bitch! Katherine swallowed and continued as her body buzzed.

"Look at you being a whore for your ex-boyfriend’s daddy," Asher grumbled, slapping her boob lightly.

"Yes, babe," she said in a breathless response, "your exclusive whore," she grinned, licking her lower lips as her eyes stared hungrily.

"Damn, Mia," Asher groaned, burying his head between her legs. "Why the fuck haven’t I done this since?" he grumbled as his breath tickled her pussy, and Mia squirmed the bed.

Katherine felt her cheeks warm, hummed as she looked around to see whether someone was watching her, and took a sip from her lukewarm tea by her side.

The quiet hum of jazz music playing buzzed in the café in rhythm with the beating of her heart. The music trilled in her.

"Mmm," Mia moaned and clutched his hair forcefully as she rocked her hips on his mouth.

Mia felt her eyes roll back in pleasure as her body trembled from the pleasure Asher was bringing to her with him eating her like a starved man. Eating her to orgasm, swallowing her cum, then continuing the torture again, which made Mia shiver. Her legs trembled, streaks of sweat streaming down her body.

"Are you tired already?" he bit her clit, and Mia jolted.

"Please," Mia cried, her body jolting, wanting to run away from the immense pleasure, yet Asher held her down, wanting her to take what he was giving her—hard, breathless, and intensely.

"Your cries are intoxicating," Asher grinned, burying his nose in her hole, sniffing it and rubbing his nose on it. Then a single lick.

"Please fuck me already."

"Oh Mia, you want this old cock of mine?" Asher flaunted his hardened girth, and Mia gasped.

"Yes, daddy," she moaned, feeling drool leaking from her lips. "I want you to use your cock to fuck me senselessly."

"Oh, fuck!" Asher released a disgruntled moan and slapped her pussy, positioning his girth to her entrance.

Katherine leaned back a little, fanning her face as she adjusted her blouse and let out a breathless sigh.

A soft vibration pulled her from the flow, and her phone screen lit up with a private call—her secured line. She inhaled loudly, trying to calm her thrumming heart and reached for it, placing it to her ear.

"Hello?"

"Hey! I got the new Chapters," her agent’s cheerful voice came in from the other end. "You’re back." The relief in her voice was clear.

Katherine smiled, shifting in her seat. "I had some... inspiration," as she stared at the smutty scene in front of her.

Horny bitch!

"It shows," the agent replied almost immediately. "It’s bold, vulnerable—exactly what your readers have missed. I don’t know what happened or who sparked this, but—God, Katie, it’s good."

Katherine’s eyes drifted to the window as a small family passed by outside—two kids and their parents, holding hands, laughing. She smiled faintly. "I didn’t know if I could still make it before the deadline."

"Well," her agent said, "whoever or whatever sparked it—keep them around. That spark needs to stay lit."

She gave a light, vague laugh. "I plan to."

There was a small pause, then her agent asked, "So, when are you planning to start the third book in the series?"

"Well, soon," Katherine responded, her lips curling as her gaze shifted to her open document again. "I just want to enjoy this a little before the next madness begins," she chuckled, rubbing her arm.

Katherine and her agent chatted briefly about the new marketing, digital release timing, and the editor’s feedback. Katherine’s focus drifted as she saw a familiar black car roll up through the transparent glass—Aaron’s car.

Her heart skipped, and she smiled softly.

"Gotta go," she told her agent. "I’ll send you more updates soon."

"Looking forward to it."

Katherine ended the call, quickly saving the document as she tucked her laptop into her bag carefully and made her way outside, where the warm afternoon sun greeted her. The breeze was gentle, and the car’s window was slightly rolled down.

Aaron honked once, the sound light and familiar. In the backseat, Jasmine and Hanith waved excitedly through the glass.

Katherine’s smile widened as she walked to them, her backpack slung on her shoulder. She opened the car door and slipped into the shotgun seat.

"Hey," she threw a wave at the kids in the back, and they grinned back at her.

"Mummy, we want ice cream!" Jasmine grinned, her cheeks puffed anticipatively. "Uncle Piano said we could get it after your approval," she grumbled the last part, and Katherine chuckled a little.

Then Katherine turned her head to Aaron, raising a brow. "You said that?"

Aaron gave a boyish grin from the driver’s seat, glancing at the kids through the rearview mirror, then to her. "I did. Because we need mummy’s permission," then looked at the kids again, "Don’t we?"

"We do!" Jasmine squealed while Hanith laughed beside her.

Katherine shook her head with a playful sigh, slumping her shoulders. "Fine."

They made a detour to a small ice cream café that was down the street. When they arrived there, it wasn’t loud or crowded, quiet with a few people at the tables.

The four of them sat around a round table outside beneath a striped umbrella, their orders placed neatly in front of them.

Jasmine had chocolate and sprinkles, Hanith had vanilla with strawberry syrup, Aaron took mint choco, and Katherine had a scoop of strawberry.

The moment was pure with warm laughter, teasing remarks, and giggles from the twins as they tasted each other’s ice creams. Katherine chuckled at their reactions, gently cleaning the dribble from Hanith’s chin.

"Why does yours taste like toothpaste?" Jasmine asked Aaron, scrunching her face in displeasure.

"Because it has mint in it," Aaron replied, tapping Jasmine’s scrunched nose. "This is an elite flavor taste."

Katherine laughed, looking at both of their antics when Jasmine suddenly pointed at her nose.

"Mummy! There’s ice cream on your nose!"

Katherine blinked, looking down at her spoon. "What?" She touched the side of her nose awkwardly. "Where?" she asked.

"There," Jasmine said, pointing to her nose while giggling, and Hanith smiled, his spoon in between his parted lips.

Aaron leaned forward casually, a soft chuckle escaping him as he reached across the table. His thumb gently swiped the tip of Katherine’s nose, collecting the tiny smear she hadn’t noticed. Then, without breaking eye contact, he brought the thumb to his mouth and licked it.

Katherine froze, her lips parted with eyes wide, and for a split second, she forgot how to breathe while Aaron was still watching her like a hawk, his eyes staring at her intensely.

She felt the heat climb rapidly up her cheeks. Her chest tightened slightly, and she gulped, turning away from his gaze.

Jasmine squealed with laughter. "Mummy, you’re red!" pointing out the obvious blush on Katherine’s cheek.

"I’m not," Katherine denied quickly, lifting her hands to her cheeks in an attempt to cool them. "It’s just the heat," she muttered, bashfully.

Aaron chuckled, his gaze still lingering on her as he scooped more of his mint ice cream, intentionally making his tongue twirl on the spoon. "Sure, it is."

Katherine’s breath hitched, yet she glared at him playfully, flustered at his action, staring at him but unable to stop the smile twitching on her lips.

She turned back to her ice cream, her heartbeat still skipping as she tried to focus on her cup, taking another spoonful of the cold strawberry to hopefully balance out the warmth crawling down her neck.

The twins returned to giggling amongst themselves, while challenging who would finish their cone first.

Katherine’s hand rested lightly on the table, near her cup. Aaron’s fingers brushed hers lightly—not grabbing—just there. Close. And she didn’t move away.