Aestrea just sat there with his whole body stiff.
The silence in the room was so thick that one could hear the sound of the dripping candles.
Olivia kept waiting for him to lift up the veil; her hands were still on his shoulders, and her body sat perfectly still on his lap.
"...."
However, her patience was slowly running out.
Rustle...♡
A small shift of her hips was the first sign.
The soft silk of her dress slid against his pants, and then he felt it. The round, soft shape of her ass was pressing right against his crotch.
Swoosh...
She moved again, a slow, grinding rub, back and forth.
"Hah..."
A hot jolt shot through Aestrea's body as his breath hitched in his throat.
He could feel himself getting hard, his dick pressing back against her, separated by only a few layers of cloth.
"Mmm...♡"
Olivia must have felt it, because a soft, satisfied hum came from behind her veil.
"There it is..." she then whispered, her voice like warm honey.
