His long fingers raked through his dark mane of hair.

Her fingers were raking upward into the stubble from his haircut.

He stumbled backward in shock as her fingers raked across his face.

The hooked fingers missed her upper arm by inches and raked back along the carpet.

His tense fingers had raked a well-used path through his short hair.

Her fingers raked the beaten man's face; she drove one finger right through his eye.

His fingers raked furrows of fire out of the air.

The thick fingers plowed into the scalp again, raked it furiously.

His fingers raked the air and down he came, striking the wall with his shoulder.

His fingers raked the rotting wood floor as he slid and disappeared into the hole.