Well, she does feel awful about the last time. Thank God she's only ever wanted to do this with one person before, otherwise her reputation would be more along the lines of tease.
Lee rolls over onto her back, pulling Michael on top of her the way she likes. She has one free hand which she uses to guide his towards the buttons of her shirt, tiny, delicate, probably infuriating to handle. Part of her wants to rush through this so they can just get it done with and stop being so gunshy about it, but it's only a very small part. Most of her wants to relax. Just let it happen. It's not this big, scary thing she made it out to be in her head - except for the one part, but...
Well... she'll deal with that when they get there.
Her hands are on his hips now, where they hesitate. She's not sure - should she take that off too, is it okay - his mouth is very distracting. She makes another of her little noises, this one getting kind of desperate.