She pulled on his hand, slowing him, making him face her.

I just pulled on her hand, and we were inside.

He pulled on my hand, drawing me against him.

She stood up, facing the sea, pulling on his hand so that he stood with her.

She got up, pulling on his good hand until he, too, stood.

A small boy pulled on his mother's hand and pointed, giggling.

He heard rocks falling directly below them, pulled on her hand but felt only a small gain.

She was pulling so hard on his hand, he had to either go with her or fall down the stairs.

We had reached the cave, and I started to lead her in when she pulled back violently on my hand.

I stopped him by pulling gently on his hand.