Even though he thought so in his heart, at the sound of it, Oliver still paused in actions.
"Honey, it only hurts the first time. Our child is already so big, and we've done it countless times. Trust me, it won't hurt this time," he reassured her.
After all, isn't it said that it's women who make the effort and enjoy this kind of thing, so...
Before he could even finish his train of thought, she interrupted him calmly, "That's not true. It doesn't have to hurt if the man is skilled, even for the first time. If the man lacks skill, or it's been a while since he's done it, he will be rusty, and it might..." Julia didn't get to finish saying the word "hurt" before she saw the solemn expression on Oliver's face, as if saying, 'dare to repeat that, and I'll strangle you.'
With that, Julia couldn't help but remember the last time they had been intimate, when he had angered her, and it took her three days and three nights to get out of bed because of it.
