Look At Your Future (3 page)

“Dad, she’s the one.”  Max smiled when his dad raised one
brow at him.  “I saw our future together.”

“Really?”  Nathan smiled at his son; he knew he was tired of
playing the game.  Having women throw themselves at him hadn’t helped.  It had
been years since he had stepped a foot into the club. That’s why he had started
sending women to him.  “Did she say she would see you tonight?”

“Yes,” Max smiled again.

“Good, I’ll talk to your mother; she’s not here right now. 
I wonder if her vision is getting spotty, she was adamant that we were looking
for a brunette.”

“Hah, good luck with that one.”  Max laughed.

They talked a little while longer and then Max left to go
back home.  He had some work to do, and then he wanted to get ready for
tonight.  He couldn’t wait to touch her again, even just to hold her hand.  He
wanted much more than that though, he wanted to take his time with her and
explore every inch of her body.

Lily finished the last few pages of the manuscript that she
had been reading.  She quickly secured them when a sudden breeze came through
the window.  She got up and closed it, shivering as she lay down on the couch
and pulled a soft throw off the edge and wrapped it around her.

Her gaze was drawn to the painting above her fireplace
before she closed her eyes.  Kristi had given it to her last year after she had
been in New York for a book signing.  She smiled as she thought about her
friend. They were complete opposites, where Lily was red headed and fair
skinned, Kristi was tall and willowy with dark hair and tan skin.  Kristi knew
that she loved wolves.  Even when they were kids Lily was all about wolves. 
She had loved the painting from the moment she’d seen it.  It was like it
called to her.

There was a dark forest and a lone pure white wolf stood out
in the painting.  His dark eyes glowed as he looked down from a small cliff, as
if he was surveying his domain.  It had been a while after she had gotten it
when she noticed another wolf in the painting.  This one was much smaller and
delicate, perhaps a female with a cinnamon coat. Then she noticed the others
scattered here and there, all in pairs.  She liked to think that the two had
finally found each other.  She smiled as she felt herself drift off to sleep. 
She dreamed of grey eyes, but they belonged to a man, not the wolf’s dark eyes
she usually dreamed of.

Just before six Lily pulled up to the gates of Max’s
estate.  The same guard from last night came out to greet her.

“Hello Miss Lily.  You can go right through, Mr. Thompson is
expecting you.”

“Thanks Tim.” Lily smiled when he grinned at her; he seemed
pleased that she had remembered his name.  She drove her little
Mazda Miata
up the drive to the house.  She loved her little car, her father probably
rolled over in his grave when she hadn’t bought a Chevy.

She opened her door and set one booted heel on the pavement
to get out.  When she straightened after reaching for her bag she knew that Max
was behind her.  She turned and found him leaning against her car.

“Hello Mr. Thompson.”

“Miss Rainier,” he smiled at her as he glanced down at her
snug jeans and knee length boots.  “Did you get some work done?”  He asked as
he held his hand out to her.

She smiled as she placed her hand in his.  “Yes I did, I
still have some to do tomorrow though.”  She shivered as he slowly pulled her
closer and then leaned down to give her a gentle kiss.

“Are you hungry?”

“Yes…I am.” She sighed as he moved his head back.

Max wrapped his arm around her shoulders to guide her into
the house.  He didn’t trust himself to touch the small of her back; he would
have a handful of her ass in a second if he did.  He tamped down his
excitement; she had come back to him.

They went inside and he took her into the living room. 
There was a bottle of wine chilling for them.  He went to open it and he idly
watched her as she moved around.  She looked out the windows that ran the
length of the room; the view from here was to the west.  The sun was slowly setting;
it would set in just a few hours.  There was a garden on the east side of the
house, planned strategically for the amount of sun that side of the estate got
each day.  His study overlooked the garden, but it had been dark last night
when Lily was in there.  She continued towards a wall with artwork, both
photographs and paintings.  He had eclectic tastes.  He focused on not
listening to her thoughts, it was very hard.  He liked listening to her mind,
especially seeing what she saw.  That was a first for him; he had always been
able to listen to someone’s thoughts, but he had never seen anyone’s visions
before.  She went back to stand by the big windows.  He noticed how she rubbed
her palms against the seams her jeans, she seemed nervous.  He walked up behind
her and stood next to her.  He didn’t touch her as he handed her a glass of
wine, but he watched as she took a sip, entranced by the way her throat moved
as she drank.

Lily moved when she was nervous, it helped to calm her and
also burned off energy.  She looked at the paintings and pictures, not really
seeing them.  She was so aware of Max; she was on pins and needles waiting for
him to touch her again.  He hadn’t been far from her thoughts all day.  She had
woken up from her nap with damp thighs and heavy breasts, her whole body ached
for him.  She had been hot all over, he had been in her dreams, watching her,
like he was right now, and he had been making love to her too.

Max watched her face intently; he could tell she was
aroused.  His nose was something that he couldn’t just turn off; her scent
surrounded him, very feminine.  She had a fresh floral smell, with just a hint
of citrus, but when she was aroused her scent became so much more enticing,
perhaps a spice, maybe cinnamon.  He took a deep breath, pulling in her scent
until it swirled around his head in hazy colors, almost making him dizzy with
his need to make her his.  He stood close, but still didn’t touch her.  He felt
her move slightly, slowly covering the mere inches that separated them, and
then her arm lightly brushed his.

She didn’t even realize that she sighed as she leaned closer
to him.  She felt his pull on her.  Slowly she put her hand down and took his
hand in hers.  He rubbed his thumb lightly over the tops of her fingers, each
slow pass vibrating through her body.

Max was pleased that she had initiated the contact with
him.  He longed to kiss her, but he wanted to wait till they took their walk
together after dinner.  He wanted to see how her eyes looked in the dim forest
that surrounded his home.

“I hope you are hungry Lily.”

Lily sighed as she looked up into his eyes, she was just
happy to be here with him.  She smiled when she spoke, “truthfully, I am
starving.” Her smile widened as he raised a brow at her.  “I haven’t eaten
since this morning. I fell asleep after I finished the manuscript I was
reading…I woke up later than I had planned on.”

“So you are well rested then?”  Max asked.  She blushed as
she looked up at him and then slowly nodded her head yes.  Max chuckled, “I
like the way you think Lily, but I was thinking of our walk after dinner.  I
didn’t want to go too far if you were tired.” She just blushed harder and he
laughed again as he pulled her against him for a hug.  “I have a special place
that I’d like to show you.”

Lily looked at him, completely intrigued.  “So who do you
take to your special place?”  What she said made her sound jealous, she didn’t
mean to, she was just curious.  “I’m sorry Max; you don’t have to answer that. 
I didn’t mean that the way it sounded.” She looked down and turned to move away
from him, but he pulled her back.

He tipped her chin and searched her eyes for a moment,
wishing he could listen to her thoughts.  She had sounded jealous, he wondered
if she cared for him already.  “Only my family has been there, no one else.” 
She looked up at him with her big blue eyes, and then he leaned down to kiss
her lips gently.  He set his glass down and took hers from her.  He took her
face in his hands and gently ran kisses along her cheeks, nose, and eyes.

She sighed again as she tilted her face towards him, parting
her lips, waiting for his kiss.  He obliged her and slowly stroked his tongue
with hers in a delicious pull.  He heard her moan and she relaxed as she pushed
her fingers into his hair, pulling him closer to deepen the kiss.

Max broke the kiss and looked up to see John in the doorway;
he nodded to him and then looked back down at Lily.  She slowly opened her eyes
and then she noticed John in the doorway.  She realized her fingers were still
wrapped in the longer strands of his hair that touched the collar of his shirt,
and quickly released him.

“Dinner is ready sir.” John said.

“Thank you John.” He looked down at Lily with dark hungry
eyes.  “Come, let’s get some food in you, you’ll need energy for later.” He
whispered the last in her ear.

Lily shivered as she looked up at him and felt her eyes
widen at his comment, no one had ever talked to her like that before.  Holy
cow, what a kiss that had been, much more intense than last night, maybe
because she had an idea now about what was happening.  Last night she hadn’t
had time to analyze anything, she hadn’t thought at all, just felt.  She licked
her dry lips as she looked into his dark eyes; he looked like he would devour
her when he got the chance.

He took her hand and raised it to his lips and then he gave
her a slow seductive smile, and she could feel her panties becoming soaked.

Max showed her into the dining room and then he pulled her
chair out for her, holding it as she sat down.  He could smell her arousal.  He
had tortured himself all day, pulling her panties out of his pocket to
reacquaint himself with her scent.  Her fresh arousal clouded his brain,
threatening to bring out his baser animal instincts.  He took a deep breath and
then sat down beside her.  He needed to get some control back or he would take
her on the table around their dinner. 

John set a few glasses of water down beside them and then
came back with a carafe.  He quietly left the room to bring their dinner.

They both were silent for a few minutes, each wresting with
self-control to keep from attacking each other.

Lily looked down at the steak that John placed in front of
her, suddenly remembering how hungry she was.  “Ooh, that looks so good.  Thank
you John.”  He smiled at her and then left so they could eat.  She cut a piece
of her steak, it was cooked perfectly, and she always liked a medium rare
steak.  She slowly closed her lips around the tender morsel and moaned as the
flavors burst across her taste buds.  The meat melted like butter on her tongue
and the herb garlic potatoes with mushrooms were tender, just the right
compliment to the steak. 

Max shifted in his chair a few times during dinner.  Lily
enjoyed her meal, she didn’t talk, she was definitely a dedicated eater like
himself; but the little sounds she made sounded very intimate.  They were the
same sounds that she had made last night when he had been inside her sweet
body.

By sheer force of will he made it through dinner.  He leaned
back in his chair as Lily ate a small piece of apple pie that John’s wife had
made.  He had a larger piece, but his was already gone.  Ellen knew he had a
soft spot for her homemade pies.  He watched as she placed the last bite into
her mouth and she closed her eyes, and then she leaned back in the chair and
rubbed her stomach as she smiled at him.

“Good lord Max, do you eat like this every day? That was
probably the best meal I’ve ever had.”

“Really?”

“Yes I enjoy good food, and that was fabulous.”  She grinned
at him.  “Do you have a private chef?”

“Ellen has always cooked for me, and now her daughter cooks
for my parents.  John is her husband.”  He looked at her thoughtfully, “would
you like to meet her?”

Lily gave him a beautiful smile.  “I’d love to.”

Max stood up and pulled her chair out for her.  He took her
hand in his and led her through to the back of the house and into the kitchen. 
As they approached the back of the room they could hear laughter and dishes
banging together.  Two women were laughing and John stood with his back to
them, shaking his head at the women that were obviously laughing at him.  Max
smiled at Lily and put a finger to his lips.  He quietly snuck up behind John
and poked him in the ribs, he jumped and then the women started laughing all
over again.

John turned with a start, ready to lay into whoever had
dared to poke him.  His face broke into a smile as he looked at Max fondly, he
straightened his expression when he looked at Lily, but she could still see the
twinkle in his eyes. 

“Lily wanted to meet Ellen.”  Max said by way of explanation,
he put his arm around Lily and slowly brought her towards the women.

“So this is Lily.”  A short dark haired woman stepped
forward as she wiped her hands with a towel.  She had an accent that Lily
couldn’t quite place, maybe English or Scottish.  She took Lily’s hands into
hers as she looked into her eyes.  She said a few words in a language that Lily
didn’t understand, but somehow she felt really good.

Lily gave Ellen a big smile.  “I have no idea what you just
said, but somehow I feel really good right now.” Ellen smiled back at her. 
Lily nodded her head toward Max, “I just wanted to thank you for dinner.  I
think that was the best meal I’ve ever had.  You are very talented.”

“You’re welcome Lily.  I’ve been cooking for Max since he
was a child.  I had to train my daughter to cook for his parents when we came
to live with him.  You are lovely dear, where did you get your red hair from?”
Ellen reached up and touched one silky curl on her shoulder.