My Casual Date Turned Wildly Intense

I'm a professor in my forties and I've been dating casually lately. Nothing serious yet. Met this guy at a book club, he's into all sorts of intellectual stuff, which is nice for us both. We hit it off over coffee a few weeks back and decided to give each other a chance. Today we met up at his place because he said he had a surprise for me. I wasn't expecting much but thought it would be nice to spend some time together. As soon as I walked in, there was this intense look in his eyes, different from usual dates. We kissed and it felt...different too. Before long we were on the couch, clothes coming off fast. He pulled me down by my hips, our bodies pressing hard against each other. I could feel his arousal clearly through my panties, already soaking wet for him. His fingers slipped inside, curling against my g-spot with expert precision. I moaned loud as he pumped into me with a steady rhythm. Our breaths mixed together in hot clouds, skin slick with sweat from the exertion. He leaned forward to capture my lips, tongues dancing wildly as his thrusts grew harder and faster. My walls clenched around him, ready to release soon. He reached between us, rubbing my clit frantically until I came hard, screaming out loud. His face was a mask of pure animalistic desire, pounding into me without mercy until he finally joined me in climax. We lay there panting for long minutes afterward, the room filled with the scent of sex and sweat. It felt intense but good, like we tapped into something primal that night. He told me to stay over afterwards, which I did. Not sure if this changes things long term, but for now casual dates can turn very physical indeed.