A Night I'll Never Forget

Last weekend, while my husband was deployed, I met a stranger at the bar. He was intense, confident, and we hit it off instantly over drinks. We exchanged numbers and headed back to his place. As soon as the door closed behind us, we were on each other like starving animals. His hands roamed everywhere, pushing me against the wall, kissing me with such passion that I couldn't breathe. I pulled him into his bedroom, eager to feel every inch of him. On his bed, our clothes fell away quickly, and soon, he was inside me, thrusting hard and deep. The room echoed with the sounds of our bodies moving together in a frantic rhythm. We stayed like this for hours until exhaustion finally took over. Now I'm worried if what happened was just a momentary lapse or if there's more to it. Have you ever felt this way before? Is it normal?