A touch

Slowly, Charlie reaches out.

Ethan feels the tip of her finger graze against his swollen crown, the sensation making him quiver slightly. The touch is simple, but something about her skin against his makes his cock ache.

Charlie gasps, then pulls her hand away, taking a half step back. She holds the offending finger with her other hand, swallowing audibly. "E-Ethan," she clears her throat, "You can put it away now..."

Ethan considers Charlie's request for a moment.

Part of him wants to push his luck....