Lost in the Moment

After my divorce, I thought I'd never want anyone again. But last week, I met a stranger at a bar and ended up back at his place. His hands were everywhere, and I was so wet for him, I couldn't stop touching myself, moaning as he pushed deep inside me. It felt like the first time all over again, but this time it was fast and raw, no strings attached. Just wanted to admit how much it still means to feel alive.