Late Shift and Unexpected Pleasure

I got off work at 2 AM and my apartment felt so empty. The divorce papers were finalized weeks ago, but the loneliness is still there like a gaping hole. I found myself walking to a bar nearby, hoping for any kind of connection. After a couple drinks, she sat down beside me, she had this magnetic smile and an energy that was infectious in the darkened corner. We started talking about random things; life before the divorce, favorite movies, childhood dreams. She listened intently, making eye contact, her lips forming into a soft smile every time I said something funny or profound. There was a moment where our eyes met and everything else faded away. Without another word, we left together. Back at my place, there was an immediate urgency in her touch as she undressed me with a fervor that felt like a breath of fresh air after months of stagnation. Her hands moved over my body, sending shivers down my spine. We kissed deeply and passionately, tongues intertwining in a dance that seemed to communicate more than words ever could. When we finally made love, it was slow at first, our bodies moving together with an unspoken understanding. She whispered things like 'you're so beautiful' and 'I need this,' which only intensified the connection between us. Her hands were everywhere, exploring every inch of me as I did the same to her. As we climaxed in sync, I felt a release unlike anything since my marriage crumbled, a profound sense of being seen and desired for who I am now. It was cathartic but also unsettling, was this how it’s supposed to be after such a major life change? Am I moving too fast or just letting myself feel again? What do you think? Is this normal to crave intimacy so fiercely after going through something as monumental as divorce?