Free Cold as Ice by Cassandra Carr

pot as Jake grabbed Eva and kissed her. When he pulled back, Carter spun her into his arms and pushed her against Luc’s fridge while he kissed first her mouth and then the side of her neck. She opened her eyes and stared at Luc, her gaze heavily lidded.
    “Kiss me.”
    Luc growled and Carter moved back. Pressing in, Luc snaked his arms around her and melded his body to hers. Plunging into her mouth, he explored, tasting a hint of the sauce she’d sampled and something that was distinctly Eva. She moaned again, pressing her belly to his erection and he let out another growl, this time in warning, before grabbing her small, tight ass in both hands and lifting her to nestle even closer to his aching cock.
    He’d been about two seconds from opening his fly when Jake cleared his throat. “I hate to break this party up, but I’m starving. And much as I’d like to eat Eva for dinner, it won’t go over well when we keel over at practice from low blood sugar.”
    Luc reluctantly released Eva and stepped back. Running a hand through his hair, he said, “Jake’s right. We should eat.” He’d promised himself he wouldn’t act like a letch that was only after her ass, and what had he done at the first opportunity? He was disgusted. He was in his early thirties and should be able to control himself.
    Carter took Eva into the dining area and seated her while Jake got the plates ready and Luc brought out the bread and salad. The wine was already on the table, along with salad dressing and cheese for the pasta. Eva looked at the spread, eyebrows raised.
    “You guys did all this?”
    Luc grinned. “What? You thought we were helpless? How do you think we eat day-to-day?”
    “Truthfully? I figured you went out a lot.”
    “Well, sure we do,” Jake said, laughing. “But since we travel so much we try to eat at home as much as we can. It’s a lot easier to control our diets when we aren’t eating restaurant food. We go out to lunch after practice sometimes, but most of our dinners are just casual things at one of our houses.”
    “Are you guys ever not together?” she teased.
    “We actually spend a lot of time by ourselves when we’re at home,” Carter remarked. “We’re stuck with each other on the road, so it’s nice to have some alone time to kick back.”
    Eva smiled. “I love the way you put that, stuck with each other on the road.”
    “It’s true,” Jake answered, shrugging. He pointed to her plate with his fork. “How’s the food?”
    “I can’t believe you made this sauce from scratch. It’s incredible.”
    “Glad you think so!”
    “And the wine is perfect.”
    “That’s from my wine closet,” Luc told her.
    Her eyebrows rose. “Wine closet?”
    Jake laughed. “Just like it sounds. The closet in the spare bedroom was converted into a wine storage area. Good thing he doesn’t have many guests.”
    “Wow, really? I want to see it later. That sounds pretty cool.”
    “It was a lot of fun to design,” Luc admitted. “It holds over a hundred bottles in racks, plus some more in refrigeration. I’ve got another wine fridge in the kitchen, too. That one only holds about a dozen bottles, but they’re the ones I’ll be drinking next. When it gets close to empty I go into the closet and grab more to restock it.”  
    “I had no idea you were such a cultured man.”
    He narrowed his eyes at her. “Are you mocking me?”
    She giggled and his cock tightened in his jeans. How did a simple giggle set him off like that? “Not at all. I think it’s hot.”
    “Oh, do you?” Leaning back in his seat, he continued. “You know what I’ve always wanted to do? Have sex in the wine closet.” He waggled his eyebrows, and Eva giggled again.
    “We’ll see about that.”
    They finished the meal and Jake and Carter shooed Eva out of the kitchen when she tried to do the dishes. “Go sit with Luc and enjoy the view. God knows I can’t,” Jake told her. Eva looked confused, and Jake explained. “I’m