I reached out with my free hand and put it in his.

I reached out with all my power to stop it.

He held it fast, reached out with his other hand, and got a second hold.

He reached out with one hand, not looking to see where it went.

She reached out with her free hand, and he took it in his.

He reached out for her with his other arm and held them both.

He stood still and reached out to me with both arms.

Perhaps she will once more reach out with those long hands to - No!

Now it was my turn to reach out with both hands to her.

After the hours or minutes had passed, he reached out with his arms, feeling for whatever was close to him.