WARNING!!

This chapter contains mature scenes.

The drive home was very tense. Becky didn't know how to begin. Rob hadn't said a word. He'd played so hard. She was sure it was because of his anger with her. The team won by three goals. They'd been asked to go and celebrate with the rest of their friends but Rob had said no. Becky felt she didn't have a choice other than to follow him to the car and get in. When they got home, he took off up the stairs and into the shower so fast Becky wondered if it was even worth trying to talk to him.

She sat on her bed struggling to decide what to do. Becky considered packing up her things and going home, except Linc was already asleep and she didn't think he'd like it if she wasn't there when he woke up.

The sound of Rob's door closing made her lift her head. It was her fault he was furious, though she didn't fully understand why he was so enraged. Becky stood up. If his door was locked, she'd go to bed. If not, she'd try to speak with him. She sucked in a breath but chickened out so headed to the toilet instead. When she was finished, she stood in front of his door and dragged in other lungful of air.

Becky straightened her dress, and then put her hand on the knob. It turned. A soft glow of light lit the room. She stepped inside. Rob was lying on his back with his hands behind his head looking up at the ceiling. Becky closed the door quietly behind her and leant against it with her fingers on the knob. "Can we talk now?"

He mumbled, "I guess."

She pressed in the lock button, and then stepped towards the bed to sit gingerly on the edge. "I'm sorry, Rob. I didn't mean to sound angry or nasty but Linc and I have to work things out our way."

"You mean, your way." Rob turned his head and peered at her.

"No. I guess." Becky fiddled with her fingers. "Not really."

Rob sat up, wrapped his arms around his knees, and focused on Becky's face. "Yes, Becky. Your way. Linc doesn't want to go."

"Then it's up to him to say. Not you." Becky stared back at Rob. "I don't understand why you're so angry about this."

"He did say and I'm your boyfriend. We're a couple or supposed to be. Couples sort things out together. You keep pushing me away. I feel like I'm in the way." He cocked his head. "Am I Becky? Cause you don't seem to want my support or opinion on any of this and I told you what sort of boyfriend I am."

"But this is between me and Linc. To do with our father. We have to work this out without anyone's help, Rob."

"Then you have to stop making all the decisions by yourself and listen to what Linc wants."

Becky felt her blood start to boil. "And you have to realise you're not helping. Linc looks up to you so much. Do you understand that? He literally thinks you're a God. Everything you do and say has a massive influence on him. I can't let you speak for him, Rob. That's what I was trying to prevent this afternoon. You can't say anything concerning this because he will do whatever you want." Becky dropped her head. Tears filled her eyes.

She looked back up at him. "You've gotta know how important you are to both of us. Surely you know that, but you have to let us do this the way it would be done without us having ever met you." Becky gulped back a sob. "I understand what you're saying. That it all seems to be my way but without you around that's exactly how it would have been. We need to see our father. Linc has no choice on this. Once we see him, then we'll work out what we're going to do. The two of us will work it out. Linc will get his say, but he can't make such an important decision, without hearing out our father first."

She sighed and looked straight at him. "Please understand that, Rob, and know I will listen to what he has to say." Becky studied him through blurry vision. "He loves you so much and will follow you in every way. You're the best thing to have ever happened to him. But you've got to let this play out the way it would normally."

Rob reached out and touched her face. He wiped a tear from her cheek with his thumb. "What about you?"

"I'll decide when Linc does. Then we'll talk to your mum and dad and Children Services."

"That's not what I meant." Rob lifted the side of his mouth.

"What did you mean?" Becky wiped her face and frowned.

"Do you love me?"

"Oh..." She smiled and hung her head. "Yes..." Becky whispered and looked up at him. "I do love you."

Rob leaned towards her and cupped her face. "I love you too, Becky Bridgestone." He put his lips on hers and dragged her up on his lap. "I'm sorry. I get it. I didn't think about my influence over Linc." Rob touched Becky's cheek and lifted her chin so he could look in her eyes. "I don't want you to get hurt again. I don't want either of you to get hurt and I'm afraid you will be." He sighed and put his forehead on hers. "That's why I'm so angry. I don't want you to take the risk."

"It'll be all right, Rob. I promise." Becky stroked his face. "I love you so much. I need you to know you're not in the way, but you have to let this play out how it has to. You can't fix it, Rob. No one can but us." Becky wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled herself closer.

Rob lay back, taking her with him. He ran his hands up the back of her legs as she straddled him. "You feel so good, Becky. I love touching you." Rob put his lips on hers. He moved his mouth slowly as he caressed her thighs. "Becky..." Rob drawled out her name as he exhaled, and then rolled so she lay beside him. He lifted his weight, drew her beneath him, and then kissed her again. He felt her hands push under his shirt.

"I want to take your shirt off. I want to feel your skin," she whispered.

"Okay." Rob pushed up and peeled his T-shirt up and over his head. He threw it on the floor, and then leaned over Becky. His heart pounded in his chest. He looked down on her then put his hand on her thigh. He moved it upwards and pushed her dress higher so he could see her panties.

Rob smiled and murmured, "Lime green. You were wearing lime green knickers on my first day. You..."

"Shh..." Becky pinched his lips. "I know what I did. It wasn't very nice."

Rob cocked his head and grinned. "I wouldn't say that." He let his gaze follow the movement of his fingers as they caressed her flesh. Rob pushed them under the elastic. "It was beautiful to look at. Lime green against your lovely smooth skin. My heart rate jumped to a thousand beats per minute."

"It didn't." Becky tittered. "You gave me the angriest look."

"Yeah." Rob brushed her nose with his lips. "You pissed me off." He shook his head and grinned. "Fuck. You pissed me off so many times and all I wanted to do was have you underneath me." Rob's hand moved higher. "I want. Becky." Rob took a breath. "I want to touch you."

Becky ran her palm up his chest and let her fingers explore his nipple. She moved her hand higher, up to his neck and into his hair. "I want you to touch me. I'm ready, Rob." Becky put her lips to his and moved them slowly. She pulled back taking his lip with her, and then kissed him again. Rob's breathing changed immediately. She felt his hands tugging at her underwear. She lifted her bottom so he could remove them. When he was done, he pulled Becky's dress up and over her head, and then undressed himself. He lay beside Becky and stared down at her.

"Becky..." Rob stroked her body. Starting from her thigh, he ran his finger over her skin to her groin, and then up to her hip, her stomach and onto her breast. He took it in his palm and put his lips to her nipple. Rob ran his tongue over her and gasped as her nipple bloomed under his touch.

"You are so beautiful," he whispered as he followed his hand's movement back down her body to the triangle at her thighs. Rob pushed his finger into the soft folds of her flesh. Her heat was intoxicating. He pushed deeper and created a slow rhythm, encouraging her to move in time with his caress.

"Rob..." Becky gasped and arched towards him. She opened her legs to give him access. "You make me feel so good. I love your hands. The way they touch me." She reached down to take his now-rigid length in her palm.

They touched each other with their lips and hands, tracing every contour of each other's body.

Rob lifted his weight and dragged Becky underneath him. He nudged her legs apart with his knees and pushed up hard against her.

"Becky..." Rob cupped each side of her face with his hands and looked to the ceiling so he could take some sort of control of his breathing. He sucked in air and focused back on her stunning face. "Becky. I want to be inside of you." He needed her to want him as much as he wanted her.

She smiled up at him and touched his cheek with her fingers. "Yes. I want you too." Becky closed her eyes as his lips found hers. They trailed down her neck to her breast, and then up to find her lips again.

He fitted a condom and pushed against her. Becky opened her eyes. They stared at each other as Rob slowly penetrated her. Becky tensed so Rob stopped. "It's okay, Baby," he murmured and kissed her deeply as he continued his forward movement.

Becky gasped as she felt him fill her. She exhaled as he drew back. "Rob..."

His name on her breath left a trail of warmth against the skin on Rob's neck, heightening his desire. Rob dragged in air as he built a rhythm. He couldn't believe the multitude of emotions he was feeling. His Becky was there with him. In the moment as much as he was. She was moving with him, wanting him as he wanted her. With each stroke, Rob craved more. She held onto him. Her moist lips on his neck, her soft whimpers in his ear.

"Oh... Becky..." Rob put his hand on her backside and lifted her. He held her hard against him to still their movement as he dragged in air and poured into her.

Becky gasped. Her body followed his. She trembled against him and stared wide-eyed at the ceiling. Her mouth dropped open in a smile. "Rob... I can't believe... Oh..." Becky gripped his face and kissed him. "You made me feel. Oh... it felt so good." She laughed and kissed him again.

Rob rolled on his side and pulled her with him so they could look at each other. He smiled and caressed her lips with his. He couldn't believe the look on her face. "Wow. You're amazing, Becky."

"No. You're amazing."

Rob laughed and lay on his back. He drew Becky close so she could put her head on his chest. "We're amazing."

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