A Restored Man (32 page)

Ty cocked his head. "You have one in your locker?"

"I didn't want you backing out once you asked," Cole said with a smirk. "I figured I better run and get your signature before you changed your mind."

A smile tugged at the corner of Ty's lips. "I won't change my mind. I finally moved into Aidan's old studio apartment, so we can hibernate there."

"Does it have a kitchen?"

Ty nodded. "A big open one…and it's practically new. I don't think he ever cooked in it."

"I'll break it in for you," Cole said. "I'll feed you all weekend. I want to make sure you have plenty of energy," he finished, waggling his eyebrows.

"Then we're going to have to go for groceries. I don't have anything there but chips and candy bars."

Cole scowled and crossed his arms. "I don't understand how you live off that shit."

Ty chuckled. "It's called survival."

"It's called not taking care of yourself," Cole said with a shooing wave of his hand. "Don't worry about it. I'll break you in, too." He turned away and returned his focus to the work at hand.

A chill traveled through Ty's body at the promise in Cole's words. He was probably reading too much into it considering the amount of teasing between them, but he couldn't help but hope for more once they finally had some alone time away from everything. Cole looked back at Ty before rolling under the car and flashed, by far, the most wicked grin Ty had ever seen during his time at the shop.

Ty's stomach tightened with anticipation. Their upcoming weekend suddenly seemed a few torturous light years away.

Ty shifted his weight from foot to foot in the elevator, watching the numbers slowly illuminate and dim in sequence. He spun his key chain around his index finger while his heart slammed against his chest. Too long, he had waited too long for a weekend alone with Cole. Two months of endless teasing and vivid fantasies had him worked up and twitchy. A stopping hand reached over and stilled the nervous clanking of his keys.

"Stop it, it'll be fine," Cole said in a steady tone.

Ty let out a nervous laugh. "I can't believe how nervous I am." He looked over at Cole who stood steady, calm, more still than Ty had ever seen him before. "Are you nervous at all?"

Cole arched an eyebrow. "I'm going to jump you as soon as we cross your doorway, so I'm saving my energy," he said with a wicked grin. "Consider yourself warned."

Ty swallowed heavily. His chest heaved with each breath, fighting the visuals of everything he wanted Cole to do to him and vice versa. Every corner of the loft would be christened, marked, clearly stamped
broken in
, as Cole had promised.

And Ty couldn't stand waiting another torturous minute.

A number dimmed as another one lit up.

Ty closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Is the bed to the right or left when you walk in?" Cole asked in a level tone.

"Right."

"How many more floors to go?" Cole asked.

"Ten."

Cole pursed his lips. "Remind me to kick Aidan's ass for picking a top floor apartment with slow elevators."

Ty laughed. "The place was a steal of a deal from the developer who was an old Marine friend of his. If you knew what he paid, you wouldn't mind walking up the stairs if you had to."

Cole looked over with a deathly serious expression. "I don't think my hard-on would let me make it past one flight of stairs," he said, turning his head to face forward, focusing on the closed doors in front of them. "Please tell me your bed is new. I can't think of Aidan—"

"It's a new bed. Aidan didn't have one," Ty said, watching the numbers dim and light.

Cole scowled. "Aidan's weird."

The elevator finally dinged, indicating the arrival at their floor.

"Please tell me he doesn't have a key," Cole said, slinging the duffle bag for his weekend stay over his shoulder.

Ty shook his head. "Nope, it's mine. He said he never wanted to walk in on us again. Said he wanted to bleach out the visual from his brain," he said, chuckling.

A smile spread across Cole's face. "Good. Serves the fucker right for interrupting."

The much anticipated ding signaled their arrival on Ty's floor. They both fidgeted in place until the metal doors finally slid open. They squeezed through the opening then quickly passed the bank of elevators, heading down the hallway to the loft.

Ty turned right, and with quick strides, arrived at his door within seconds. He tried to unlock the door as Cole dug into the side pocket of the duffle. His heart was beating so strong he thought it might be the reason his entire body vibrated so much. Cole withdrew a small brown bag and shoved it in his back pocket before zipping up the duffle again.

Ty finally steadied his hands enough to slide the key into the lock. He exhaled when he turned the knob and opened the door. Cole immediately walked through and Ty turned to lock the door. He heard the thump of Cole's duffle hitting the floor.

"Nice kitchen," Cole said in a thick voice.

Ty turned to respond but barely caught his breath when Cole captured his mouth and pushed his body against Ty's, pinning him to the door. He yanked the beanie off Cole's head and threw it to the side then desperately tugged Cole's shirt out of his jeans, trying to maintain contact with Cole's demanding lips.

Cole separated from the kiss and pulled the shirt off over his head and quickly did the same with Ty's. He ripped off Ty's shoes then pulled down Ty's jeans and underwear in one last sweep. Cole was efficient, coordinated, each movement swift and precise. Ty was thankful, because he couldn't remember if his jeans were button-fly or a zipper, let alone have the coordination to actually undo them.

Ty stood completely naked and on display while Cole wore his jeans and boots. Cole stood still, looking feral with his dark hair disheveled and his chest heaving with each breath. His gaze slowly traveled up Ty's body in a lazy exploration, triggering another wave of desire to course through Ty's veins. His hands immediately went to cover his torso as a flush of embarrassment heated his skin.

Cole stepped forward, wrapping an arm around Ty's waist and gripping Ty's face with a firm hand. "I've told you more than a hundred times already. I don't give a shit about the scars. You're fucking hot." He crushed his mouth against Ty's in a possessive kiss and pulled Ty's body flush against his own, pressing Ty's heated, rock-hard shaft against the coarse denim. A slow groan escaped Ty as he slid his tongue along Cole's, wanting desperately to feel the heat of Cole's body against him. They walked and almost stumbled toward the bedroom, neither wanting to break the kiss or tangle of tongues.

Ty stopped against the foot of the bed and grabbed Cole's shoulder for balance, digging his fingers into the hard-muscled flesh. They separated from the kiss and pressed their foreheads together, the sound of their heavy breathing echoing in the otherwise silent room.

Cole hesitantly brushed his shaky fingertips down Ty's cheek. "I want you so much I can't promise I'll be nice—"

Ty silenced him with a kiss. "Take these off," he said, tugging the belt loop of Cole's jeans.

Cole removed the bag from his back pocket and threw it on the bed. He deftly unlaced his boots and set them aside along with his jeans and underwear then straightened to wrap his arm around Ty again. Ty stopped him with a hand to his chest, wanting a few seconds to see Cole in all his naked glory. His eyes ghosted over the muscled torso and down the shaped abs that led to a narrow waist.

Cole placed his warm hand on Ty's to draw his attention. "I thought we were moving on from the eye-fucking stage."

Ty grabbed Cole by the shoulders, twisted him, and pushed him onto the bed. He straddled Cole and leaned forward, resting his weight on his hands, bookending Cole's smiling face. "Don't hold back. I want to feel you, all of you."

Cole leaned up and captured Ty's mouth in a ravenous kiss filled with uncontrollable need.

Ty heard the rustling of paper and the snap of a cap then moaned when Cole's slick fingers began to prepare him. He withdrew from the kiss with a hissed breath and buried his face at the crook of Cole's neck. A strong arm snaked around Ty's waist and pulled him, rolling them over on the bed. Ty's heart drummed wildly in his chest. He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, trying to control the need vibrating throughout his body. He gasped when he heard the rip of the packet, the anticipation almost too much to bear after waiting so long.

Cole hooked his hands under Ty's legs and guided them around his waist. "Look at me."

On command, he opened his eyes and locked his gaze with Cole's. A swell of emotions threatened to overtake him when he saw the desire in the mismatched eyes staring back at him.

Cole repositioned himself and gently entered Ty without breaking eye contact, rolling his hips slowly, sinking himself into Ty. Ty bit his lower lip to stifle a groan and fisted the sheets at his side. He arched his body and locked his legs behind Cole, drawing him in deeper. Cole screwed his eyes shut and buried his face at the side of Ty's neck, each breath a warm puff against the shell of Ty's ear, forcing goose pimples to bloom across his sweat-slicked skin.

"I want you, Ty," Cole said, his voice hoarse and thick as he pushed inside and huddled close, joining their bodies with each slow, undulating dip of his hips until they moved as one. "All of you."

Ty's breath came in gasps, adjusting to Cole, the fullness, and his words. He gripped Cole's broad shoulders tightly, needing to feel his heat surround him.

Cole pulled back to look at Ty, a mix of emotions racing across his face. "Don't shut me out." He reached down and rubbed his lips against Ty's. "Please." He slowly licked Ty's lips before deepening the kiss.

Ty moaned as the slow glide of Cole's tongue mirrored the unhurried push of his hips. The gentle caress sent a ripple of desire throughout his body, awakening senses and nerves that had been dormant for far too long. He dug his fingers into Cole's muscles and hiked his legs higher, pulling Cole closer. Cole withdrew from the kiss with a growl, shifting his weight and pistoning his hips with greater force.

The light inside Ty began to flicker to life with the friction of every thrust and word of need and want Cole whispered in his ear. He could feel the escalating desire in Cole's grunts and in each possessive, powerful snap of his hips. He gripped Cole's thick thighs, digging his fingers into the hard muscles, pulling, demanding, and begging for more. A faint tingle at the base of his spine began to radiate to his limbs. Cole relentlessly pounded into his body as he breathlessly chanted his need for Ty, slowly chipping away at Ty's walls, not giving him a chance to let the doubt or hesitation creep in. Ty buried his hands in Cole's silky, thick strands and pulled his body closer as every muscle in Ty's body screamed to life. He let out a guttural moan, unable to control his writhing body, seeking each thrust, wanting and taking everything Cole offered. He tightened his grip in Cole's hair and wrapped his other arm around Cole's shoulders, holding on for dear life as Cole brutally pounded away at Ty's protective inner shell. His breath hitched and a strangled whimper escaped when he finally surrendered, and let his protective wall shatter into a million tiny pieces.

They lay together, unmoving, their breaths still shaky. Cole ran his fingers through Ty's hair while he placed a few kisses on Ty's skin. Ty tightened his hold around Cole's shoulders and tried to hold back the emotions simmering within. He had never let his guard down this much with anyone. Being this vulnerable terrified him and would make the rejection that much tougher to recover from. He closed his eyes and focused on his breathing, trying to control the fear of how right this all felt. The fingers combing through his hair grounded him and calmed the worry that started to settle. In the midst of his thoughts, something scared him more. "You're really quiet," Ty said after a while.

"I think you're a spider monkey," Cole whispered, his fingers still combing through Ty's hair.

"Huh?" Ty said, releasing his hold on Cole.

"The way you cling to me, wrapping yourself around me. Spider monkeys do that," Cole said, trying to hide a smile.

Ty lowered his brow and leaned back on the bed. "I'll make sure not to touch you the next time."

Cole withdrew slowly from Ty's body then leaned over and placed a kiss on Ty's lips. "Don't you fucking dare. I loved having you wrapped around me like that. It's like we're a perfect fit."

Ty closed his eyes and sighed, relief pouring through every inch of his well-used body.

Cole kissed him again. "I'll be right back," he said, making his way to the bathroom. He returned moments later with a towel in hand, which he pitched to the side once they were both wiped clean. "Now don't go folding up that thing and putting it away Mr. Sexy Twisted Spider Monkey Metal Man."

Ty tried to contain the laughter. "That's a long pet name."

Cole lay back on the bed and turned to Ty with that still-mischievous glint in his eyes. "Please tell me we can do that a few more times this weekend."

"I'd be disappointed if you didn't want to," Ty said, smiling when Cole reached for his hand and entwined their fingers.