Secret Late-Night Encounters Post-Divorce

Since my divorce six months ago, I've been meeting this guy in secret. We met online, and the moment we talked, it felt like a forbidden pleasure waiting to be discovered. Tonight was our third rendezvous at a motel outside town. The room was dark when he walked through the door, but as soon as I touched his body, all inhibitions fell away. His hands roamed my skin with a confidence that set me on fire. He pushed me down onto the bed and pulled off my panties in one swift motion. We didn't need words; our bodies told everything. Soon, he was inside me, moving rhythmically, driving me to the edge until I shattered beneath him.