"I know," he whispered into the sweet-smelling silk of her hair.

She put her hands on his head, feeling the thick, cool silk of his hair between her fingers.

He slid his fingers deeper into the silk of her hair.

The breeze lifted the pale silk of her hair gently.

In a sensuous cascade the warm black silk of his hair fell over her hands and forearms.

"Jane," he said, his face in the silk of her hair.

He pressed his face against the cool silk of her hair and kissed her.

She cried out again, fisted her hands in the wet silk of his hair.

With the game course, he mused over the flowing silk of her hair.

He grabbed the brush from her and began to run it through the wet silk of her hair.