Impossible! How could it have only been five minutes? This defied all logic!

Trevor refused to accept this reality, but no matter how much he denied it, the facts were undeniable—it hadn't been a minute more, though it might have been a minute less.

What now? If word of this got out, his reputation...

His gaze drifted to Lily, who lay sobbing, her body trembling with each breath.

She looked absolutely pitiful—her white tank top had slipped down to her chest, visible fingerprints marked her waist, and her flat stomach still showed a slight bulge in the shape of...

Trevor felt a rush of heat to his eyes, and his barely softened member instantly awakened again, hardening with embarrassing speed as though he'd never been with a woman before.

His reaction was so intense that even Lily, still recovering, could feel it. She froze in fear and quickly looked up at Trevor.

What she saw was Trevor's face—dark as the bottom of a pot and eyes rimmed with red. Her lip quivered as she shook her head. "No more... I can't do any more..."

Her voice was hoarse and trembling, her muscles tense with anxiety. The tension spread to her abdomen and the passage that still held his length, suddenly tightening around him.

Trevor nearly groaned aloud at the sensation, feeling the urge to continue building inside him again.

He furrowed his brow, fighting to suppress that impulse, and with a serious expression, said something completely shameless.

"I haven't finished yet! What am I supposed to do if you stop now?" His tone was irritable.

Hearing this, Lily's face crumpled. "It—it hurts so much..."

Trevor looked at her expression and felt sudden relief.

This naive girl clearly had no idea he had already finished, but... some things you could hide from others but not from yourself. Beyond the fact that he wasn't satisfied and wanted another round, there was the matter of those five minutes... he needed to prove to himself that it had just been a fluke.

Besides, they hadn't even removed their clothes properly. He hadn't seen her breasts or tasted her nipples. How could it end like this?

Seeing Trevor's silence and his ever-changing expressions with no sign of releasing her, Lily grew more frightened.

"It really hurts..." she pleaded again.

This time, Trevor responded with three words: "I'll be gentle."

So they were going to continue after all!

At the thought of the previous terror, tears rolled down Lily's cheeks again. Having already climaxed once, Trevor wasn't so easily controlled by primal urges now. He could see she was in a bad state and decided to take time to comfort her.

He released his grip on her backside and lowered his body. This motion caused his still-embedded length to shift slightly forward, making her tense up immediately.

"Ah—" Trevor hissed as he felt her tighten around him, veins bulging at his temple. "Don't clench!"

She didn't understand what he meant by 'clench,' but she dared not move, her body frozen.

Trevor took a moment to compose himself, exhaling slowly before completely lowering his body. He supported himself with one arm beside Lily's shoulder while the other hand cradled her face. His thumb wiped away the tears at the corner of her eye as he bent down to place a gentle kiss on her sweat-dampened forehead.

For Trevor, these gestures felt like a waste of time and energy, but he knew women enjoyed such tenderness.

Indeed, they did—and it worked. Lily's heart softened at Trevor's string of gentle actions, causing her tense nerves and body to relax noticeably.

Feeling her body ease, Trevor moved his lips to the tip of her nose for another light kiss. He raised his head slightly and spoke with unusual gentleness: "Did I hurt you?"

Oh my goodness! How could my Trevor be so utterly shameless!