You’re having hot sex with someone you find terribly attractive. You’re feeling confident, sexy and sexually skilled. He seems confident, you find him sexy and he’s certainly sexually skilled.
The build-up was perfect, you’ve both been anticipating this moment for some time, the candles are lit, the music is on and the housemates are out.
You’re in your body, enjoying the sensations and then he pants, “Let’s come together” into your ear.
Now you’re in your head, in his head and out of your genitals. You’ve lost focus somewhat and are more concerned with being perfectly in sync to orchestrate a united explosion. Which, naturally, derails you from your track and you’re no longer feeling sexually confident or sexually skilled.