Clean Break by Erin McLellan

Series: Farm College Series #2

Publisher: Self-published

Release Date (Print & Ebook): March 19, 2019

Subgenre: New Adult, Contemporary Romance, College Romance, M/M

Warnings: explicit sex including mild kink; explicit language; instances and /or discussion of racism, homophobia, and transphobia; depiction of anxiety and OCD; consumption of alcohol; character with a deceased parent; lots of insects.

Book synopsis:

Connor’s To-Do List:

• Learn to accept my future on the family farm
• Be social, to a degree
• Make a secret bucket list
• Have a real conversation with Travis Bradford

 

Travis’s To-Do List:

• Get into my top law school
• Get the hell out of Elkville, Oklahoma
• Stay focused on my dreams and goals—no crushes, no distractions
• Get spanked by hot and perfectly fussy farm boy, Connor Blume

 

Travis and Connor do not like each other, but after being paired together in Entomology 101, their mutual hostility explodes into secret after-class hookups and unexpected feelings. With graduation looming near and their careers taking them in different directions, they’ll have to decide if a future together is worth adjusting their to-do lists and letting go of their carefully laid plans.

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Welcome to the blog tour for Clean Break, a m/m college romance between two men whose life plans are taking them in opposite directions. This story is sweet, slightly angsty, and a little kinky. I’m so excited to share an excerpt from my new release with you. There’s also a giveaway at the end of the post!

 

 

TRAVIS

 

I was frozen, arms and legs heavy with desire or shock. I wasn’t sure which. I wanted Connor to keep kissing me, and I wanted him to stop right fucking now.

He must have sensed my unease because he pulled back and stared at me. My vision had adjusted to the dim light, so I could make out the muddy hazel of his eyes and the way his jaw ticked. He had faint acne scars on his cheeks that I’d never noticed, giving his face a rugged quality that was almost offset by all his adorable freckles.

“I’m sorry. I should have asked you first,” he said.

“It’s fine,” I whispered. My voice was shot.

“Can I kiss you again?”

This was the weirdest day. First, I’d discovered I was going to get a pet cockroach, and now the guy who I’d lost an entire semester pining after was asking permission to kiss me in a closet. There was a metaphor in there somewhere, but I was not in the right mind to analyze it.

I was curious. And he was sexy as all fuck. Maybe because he was so repressed and stoic? I wanted to be the one to unravel him.

“I suppose,” I said.

This time he sucked on my bottom lip, and my knees immediately went weak. He didn’t kiss like other guys. He kissed like he wasn’t totally sure of himself, and maybe it made me a jerk, but I wasn’t helping him out at all. I stood stock-still, and let him explore.

He kissed slowly around my mouth, his lips slipping against mine, almost reverently, and my head spun.

This was not a breath-stealing kiss. His tongue wasn’t stuffed so far in my mouth I couldn’t think. In fact, he hadn’t used his tongue at all. He captured my top lip, suckled lightly, then nibbled on it.

I couldn’t help it. I groaned and pulled him closer so our bodies touched. He pressed me into the door with an intensity that scared and excited me all at once. The back of my head ground into one of those plastic glowing stars.

“Shhh,” he mumbled, his mouth not leaving mine.

“Don’t shush me,” I snapped before gripping his face in both hands and biting his lip hard.

He grabbed my hands, ripped them off his cheeks, and pinned them above my head against the closet door.

We stared at each other, both breathing hard.

“I liked that,” he said. His voice was wary, as if he didn’t want to give too much away.

I wanted him to give everything away.

“What? Taking control?”

“Yes. That. But also the kissing.”

I wanted to escape this closet and never talk to him again. I also wanted to drop to my knees and blow his mind, really give him something to like.

I wanted all kinds of shit, basically.

“Let me go,” I finally said. Connor was staring at my lips, and if I didn’t get the hell out of here, I’d do something dumb, like lick the stubble on his jaw or ruffle his adorable auburn hair.

He released me, stepped back, and wrapped his arms around his stomach, as if he were holding himself together. I hated that self-consciousness. It wasn’t fair. I didn’t want to feel anything for him that wasn’t outright hate.

“This didn’t mean anything,” I said, my hand on the doorknob.

He nodded, but wouldn’t meet my eyes. Why was his shyness so damn cute? Why did he do this to me?

I couldn’t leave him like that, no matter how much he pissed me off. I stepped toward him and brushed a kiss over his cheek.

He smelled good—all crisp outdoors and hair product—and I lingered too long. With a move so sudden it caused me to jump, his hands framed my neck. I’d bet he had no idea what that did to me. What it made me want to do for him.

He tipped my head back with his thumbs under my jaw, and my breath hitched when he kissed my Adam’s apple. God, what would it feel like to have his palm there, on my throat? I clenched my hands in his crisp shirt and crumpled it in my fists.

“I ironed this shirt this morning,” he said wryly, like the fussy asshole he was.

“Shut up,” I gasped. He kissed my throat again, a tiny whisper of lips that about made me explode out of my skin.

When he pulled back, his eyes were self-satisfied. I frowned at him.

“I’ll see you Wednesday?” he asked.

“I don’t like you very much.” I wanted him to know this fact, since I couldn’t seem to show him with my body. Each time he touched me, I melted.

He didn’t react except for a twitch of his eyebrows. “I got that message loud and clear when you were moaning for me.”

Oh, smart guy’s got humor now?

I laughed, licked the tip of my middle finger, and gave him a one-fingered salute.

“Bye, Travis.”

“Bye, asshole.”

I escaped the storage closet, was relieved to find the hallway empty, and practically ran from the building.

 

Erin McLellan is the author of several contemporary romances, all of which have characters who are complex, goodhearted, and a little quirky. She likes her stories to have a sexy spark and a happily ever after. Originally from Oklahoma, she currently lives in Alaska and spends her time dreaming up love stories set in the Great Plains. She is a lover of chocolate, college sports, antiquing, Dr Pepper, and binge-worthy TV shows. Erin is a member of Romance Writers of America and its Alaska chapter.

 

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To celebrate the release of Clean Break, Erin McLellan is giving one lucky winner a choice of one of her back list titles (reader’s choice!) plus $5 Amazon gift card

***Please note: To celebrate the upcoming release of Clean Break, the first book in the series, Controlled Burn, has been discounted to $0.99 (USD)!

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