Anya's lips crashed into Roman the moment he turned around; without wasting a second, she wrapped her hands around his body.
Roman didn't pull away as both of their tongue fought for dominance, but after a while he pulled Anya backwards, staring into her eyes.
She was already panting heavily, and he could tell she wanted him, but he didn't want to sleep with her just yet, not that he was rejecting her; Roman couldn't possibly reject the thought of sex, but he was going to wait till later in the day.
"Are you that eager? Don't worry, I have till the end of today," Roman said.
"I want you now; it's been so long, I'm already wet, you should see," Anya pouted as she instantly pulled her pants down, leaving just her underwear.
Roman was a little surprised, but then it occurred to him: when he first arrived in this world, the concept of clothing wasn't really a big deal, but now he knew that was in the villages.
