Child or Children

"Fuck," I cursed as I sat up in the tub.

Alexander had carried me from bed to the tub to wash off the sweat from sex and the makeup from the wedding.

"I know what we did, Lili," Alexander teased as he kissed my shoulder and wrapped an arm around my waist. "Come lean back and relax, you must be hurting."

We didn't stop at one time.

It was like we were starved of each other, we'd done it over and over, fucking like wild animals. He came in me every time and I didn't bother asking him to wear a condom.

"We didn't use a condom," I reminded him as he continued to try to get me to relax.

"And so?" he questioned, resting his chin on my shoulder.

"I could get pregnant!" I said, pulling away from him.

He groaned as faced him. I could see he wasn't happy about me not being in his arms. 

"We're already married," he pointed out.

"I'm not ready to have kids, Alexander!" I shouted, throwing my hands in the air.