Throwback Thursday: Floored by Love (Rings Trilogy Book 2) by Finn Dixon

 


#ThrowbackThursday this week is the second in the Rings trilogy by Finn Dixon. Floored by Love follows the same couple from the first book as they navigate a second Olympics together - or not so together. Once you've enjoyed this fun excerpt, the book and series is available now. 

From the blurb:

Lucas

I tell myself I can do it all over again. And do it better. Even without a boyfriend.
 
I mean...who better to succeed at the Olympics than me? Though training this close to Cam again and seeing how his body has developed might be too much for me.

Plus, being naked in the locker room with him makes it even harder...to focus.

It doesn’t take long for my pining curiosity to turn into desperate hope.

Is it possible that Cam still has feelings for me?

Camden

I relied on Erika to survive my heartbreak. I even made a new friend, the tall glass of water known as Colton. Any normal gay dude would have thrown themselves at him and said, ‘Pick a hole.’

Not me, of course. While I was tempted, at least one part of me didn’t give the green light. My heart.

What was left of it still belonged to Luke.

Without answers for what happened in Brisbane, he’s my teammate again. If only my hormones would mind their own business, then maybe I could focus on the Olympics and worry about Luke after I win.

Piece of ass...I mean, piece of cake.

I’m so fucked.

Floored by Love is a full-length gay romance novel, the second in the Rings Trilogy, with no major triggers, but possibly a little angst. Within these pages, you’ll find notepad flirting, almost-sex in a hospital, freeballing, a wet superhero with a bare ass, five Olympians in a hot tub and muscles flexing beneath designer jockstraps. Oh. It’s also the Olympics again. And though there’s a third book coming, there is no cliffhanger this time.


Excerpt:

I knew he was sorry, and I felt bad he had to go through that, but it wasn’t easy for me either. I needed something more.
What’s different now?
I looked up at him, waiting for his answer. He looked down at me, meeting my gaze, and his words pierced through what shield of self-preservation I had left.
“I made the wrong choice, Cam. I lost four years with you and I don’t want to lose any more. I don’t care what my parents take away from me. There is nothing they could take that would be worth more than you, those four years, or our future together.”
I bit my lip. It was quivering.
He sounded so desperate. “If you’ll have me.”
And then he brought his hand to my cheek. And damn his eyes. His words had already convinced me. I had been waiting for them for years, my life on pause, hoping he still felt this way. But his eyes were beautiful, and I had missed staring into them. He had a little freckle below his right eye that disappeared into a tiny wrinkle when he smiled. And I missed that too. I could tell he was holding his breath, waiting for me to write something.
Instead, I dropped the pen and notepad, hooked my left hand around his neck and pulled his lips to mine. He froze for just a second before he relaxed and gave his lips free reign to explore mine.
It had been years, but the spark was as strong as that first night when “Alex” knocked on my door. It was weird how this all started, but sometimes weird worked.
Part of me worried about his parents and what would happen, and part of me didn’t care because I was kissing Luke and he was kissing me. Eventually, the worries disappeared. I couldn't think of anything besides our kiss.
He pulled away first, and I couldn’t help the disappointed whine that came from my mouth.
“You’re sure you still want me?”
I heard the vulnerability in his voice, and I wanted to lighten the mood, while also satisfying a long-standing need, so I grabbed his hand and pressed it against my groin. I raised my eyebrows and looked at him.
“I guess that answers that,” was all he said before his lips were on mine again. It was slightly awkward to kiss him at this angle, so I pulled at his shirt.
“What, Cam?”
I sighed and grabbed the notepad.
Straddle me.
His eyes widened, but without hesitation, he sat on my lap. I couldn’t wait anymore. I needed to touch his body. I pulled at the bottom of his shirt and he leaned down so I could pull it completely off.
He had some hair on his chest now and a fairly obvious treasure trail. He must’ve stopped waxing, and his pegasus tattoo still looked amazing. I whispered, “Fuck,” and he shushed me, pressing his finger to my lips. I slipped my tongue out to lick it and deftly sucked it into my mouth.
“Oh Jesus, Cam.”
I could see the bulge in the front of his shorts, and it reminded me to grind my dick against his ass. He pulled his finger from my mouth and used his hands to balance himself on top of me.
“I like this position,” he said, smiling. He leaned over to kiss me again and I placed my hands on his hips, teasing at his waistband. I wanted to get him completely naked so badly, but all this damn tubing hindered my mobility.
“I can’t wait to get you naked, Cam. I wanna see that cock dripping for me.”
There was a knock on the door. I heard Luke say “fuck” as the door opened. He tried to get off of me, but got caught on my IV. His dismount was a disaster. I could see he was falling off the bed and I realized my IV was about to be ripped out of my hand, so I grabbed him to prevent that. I also didn’t want him to get hurt.
He hadn’t seemed to think much about his landing and I got pulled off the bed with him. I wasn’t strong enough to stop him, but I kept him from crashing onto the floor uncontrollably. We kind of slid down there instead.
I heard my mom screech my name and the doctor and Noah and who knows who else was on top of us before we could untangle ourselves from the pile we landed in. We had knocked the IV pole over, but the needle stayed in my hand, so that was good.
Everything else, well, not so much.
“Nice butt, Cam,” Orion said.
The doctor helped me stand up. Of course, my johnny had come undone. Jesus. I felt my face reddening. I reached behind me to tie it back together. Noah was helping Luke, who was still shirtless. Fuck, where was his shirt?
“I...uh...can see you’re feeling better,” the doctor said.
“Understatement,” Colton said.
I shushed him.
“The results from your labs came back,” he continued, as if he didn’t just witness the beginning of a gay porn. “You’re all clear. No bacteria. Nothing out of the ordinary. We’ll get your discharge paperwork started.”
Colton whispered, “Discharge,” and he and the other guys giggled. I thought I even saw Coach smirk. My mom looked relieved, clearly focused on the lab results and not the awkward situation.
“Anyone know where my shirt went?” Luke asked.
“You mean y’all didn’t neatly fold it and place it somewhere on purpose?”
I gave Colton a glare, and the guys started looking for it. Mom was still talking to the doctor. It was Ty who found it, on the other side of the bed. He tossed it to Luke. “Here you go, bro.”
More giggling and I couldn’t help but smile. It was embarrassing as fuck, but it could’ve been worse. And Luke and I were...well, what were we? Clearly, I had forgiven him, but we didn’t define the relationship. I assumed we’d kind of restart where we left off. I probably should’ve asked that before I involved my dick.

Floored by Love is currently available as an e-book and paperback and can be read as part of your Kindle Unlimited Subscription


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