Satisfied, she then brushed her fingers through his dark hair.
The floor was smooth and hard, as were the walls when I brushed my fingers against them.
He brushed his strong, square fingers at sand and rock.
She rolled enough to brush my fingers against her breast.
He stretched out a big, dark hand, brushed his fingers down the sensitive small of my back.
She put her hands on the rail and accidentally brushed his fingers.
He lifted her hand to brush his fingers over the knuckles.
He brushed his fingers across the hair sticking to her forehead.
To brush my fingers across them, and search out the mysteries they hide.
He was terrified to even breathe as her fingers brushed against him.