Stowaway

by Becky Black

  “I know it won’t be the kind of life you’re used to, Kit.”

  “But we’d be together.” Kit’s arms went around Raine’s neck. He leaned in, kissing his neck, ears, face. “That’s what counts.” He moved against Raine’s stiffening cock, provoking a moan, then pulled back to look down at him, smiling, cheeky. “How long until we reach Ryesh?”

  “Fastest estimate is fifty-five days.” Raine grasped Kit’s thighs in his hands, pulling him closer, rubbing against him. “But we have food and fuel for six months.”

  Kit stood, making Raine groan in protest and reach for him. But Kit held out a hand, an invitation.

  “In that case, Dan, my man, let’s take the long way home.”

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  Becky Black

  A longtime science fiction fan, Becky thinks there are few story ideas that can’t be improved by the addition of the words “in space.” If the story also includes two gorgeous men unable to keep their hands off each other then so much the better. She’d happily go into space herself, but being English, would insist on there being a reliable supply of tea available.

  She likes nothing more than trapping her characters in tricky, no-win situations and watching them figure a way out. When not chasing her characters up trees and throwing rocks at them Becky can be found working in an office—where she’s usually thinking about the next rock to throw.

  Find out more about Becky at http://www.beckyblack.wordpress.com.