Rachel is what you'd call a controllist.

He's naked when she exits the closet and when she spreads her legs a second later, it's obvious that she's not unaffected. The bare skin there is slightly shiny in the dim light of his room and she reaches over, wrapping tentative fingers around his bare erection. Saturday, she was hardly concerned with touching him, aside from when she put the condom on him. She's never touched anyone else before (Finn usually lost it before she even got his pants undone and he at least tried to be a gentleman and repay the favor but she usually got bored since the boy is just as useless with his fingers as he is with his dick) and it's obvious from the way she glances up at him briefly then back down at her hand, trying to concentrate as she strokes him once. "Like that?"