She ran to the door and placed her cheek against the cool thick wood.

He continued his descent through the cool woods, the roar of water upon rocks growing louder with each step.

She gasped as the cool wood met her hot skin.

He put his face against the door, felt its cool wood on his cheek.

Alone, he closed the door, locked it, then pressed his flushed face up against the cool wood.

The feel of the cool wood against her bare rear was a shock.

He stopped in the entryway to the living room and leaned against the cool wood.

What mist there was burned off rapidly, even in the cooler woods.

He leaned against the cool wood for a moment to recover his strength.

I leaned against the cool wood of the porch.