How his hands found their way into her hair, he didn't know.

She looked down at him and ran her fingers into his hair.

I said into her hair, "Someone asked me a question the other day."

He turned his face into her hair and wondered what would come next.

He turned his face into her hair and thought that now, here was everywhere enough for him.

He pressed his face into her hair for a moment.

She reached up and her fingers went into his hair.

His fingers worked their way up into my hair and felt wonderful.

I kissed him back, running my free hand up into his hair.

In an expected move, he thrust his hands into her hair.