Welcome Wipsters! Yes, it is true! Safe in His Hands is now available on Amazon, Barnes & Noble, All Romance and Kobo, so I thought it might be fun to post just one more scene from the stalker's POV. Next week we shall return to our regularly scheduled work in progress programming. Enjoy :)
A set of steely blue eyes focused on his reflection in the rearview mirror. He’d traded the white van for another model that was black and decided to park two blocks away, steering clear of street lights that would shine directly on his van. After one final check of the neighborhood, he grabbed the rope, slipped out from behind the wheel, and crept into the shadows. This time, he decided to approach the house from a different direction and cut through some of the other yards rather than enter from the street.
There was a cool mist in the air and dogs barked in the background. How many damn four-legged creatures live in this neighborhood? From a distance, the house appeared to be lit up like it was readying for a space shuttle launch, and he knew about the new locks and sensors thanks to the kitchen spy cam. But he wasn’t going to let their new security features hold him back. It was too hard for him to fight the cravings. He needed to be close to her.
He hopped the fence and ran across the yard. Bracing himself up against the house, he edged along the perimeter. His plan was simple. Her everyday schedule was crystal clear in his mind. He’d been tracking her movements and, like a train, she was always on time. He liked that about her.
He swung the rope beyond the overhang and climbed up onto to the porch roof outside her bedroom window. Peering inside, he watched her enter the room wearing only a towel. Her demeanor seemed different, and he knew something was going on. She looked around, walked over to the corner and stood with her arms crossed. He watched as David came from behind and whispered into her ear. Without any hesitation she dropped her towel, planted her nose against the wall, and poked her bare bottom out. David cruised over to his bedside chest of drawers and withdrew a tube of something. What in the hell was going on?
Walking back over to the corner, David squirted something onto his fingers. There was no way to hear what he said through the window, but his face showed little emotion before cracking her across the ass with one hand and sliding his finger into her backside canal with the other. It was obvious she was being punished for something, and their voyeur couldn’t have hoped for a better display of lust.
David withdrew his digit and spanked her bottom with a firm hand as he lectured her. The watcher leaned closer to hear what her husband was saying, but it was difficult to discern. His last words were whispered close to her ear as she anchored herself against the wall with outstretched hands. When the thorough spanking was over, David took a step back to admire her glowing buttocks. The irony, as the intruder looked on, was that both men now had a rise in the front of their pants.
With his nose practically pressed up against the window, it occurred to him that Cindy would eventually turn around and he’d be in her full view.
Fuck! He shook his head to regain his senses and quickly climbed down the rope and ran across the backyard. Hurdling back over the fence, his hard-on made it somewhat difficult to run, but he finally approached his van.
With a pounding heart and nervous hands, he struggled to start the ignition. His mind reeled from what he’d just witnessed as he visualized the scene over and over again. His knuckles turned white tightly gripping the steering wheel as he reflected. He knew one thing for sure—he craved seeing more.
His thin lips widened in a sinister smile.
And now, the blurb:
Though they have known each other since high school, Libby Diamond still cannot bring herself to tell her boyfriend, firefighter James Walker, about the yearning she has long felt for guidance, structure, and discipline in her life. It comes as quite a shock for Libby when she learns that not only has James known about her needs all along, he is also more than ready to give her what she seeks. Soon she is standing in the corner like a naughty little girl before being taken over his knee for a hard, bare-bottom spanking to remind her not to keep things from him.
Cindy Lewis has been hoping for years that one day the right man would come along for her—a firm daddy who would watch over her, hold her accountable for her actions, and sometimes even make her blush while he teaches her to be a good little girl.
When strange and alarming things start happening in her home, Cindy calls her best friend Libby for help. With her boyfriend still at work, Libby brings their old high school friend David Clark along to Cindy’s house, and David and Cindy quickly hit it off.
It isn’t long before Cindy is being bathed, cuddled, and spanked by her new daddy, but even as their romance blossoms, mysterious, disturbing events at Cindy’s home continue to terrify her. Can David protect his little girl from whoever or whatever is lurking in the shadows?
Thanks for coming by to read and, as always, my appreciation to Mel and Yellow for providing us with this fun place to hop ;) So keep hopping folks and have a great week ~ shelly