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The taxi pulled up outside a rather tall and grand looking hotel. Barbara stepped out to stare upwards. There were tall buildings in London but there was something about being in a different city which made the buildings unique and fascinating. Despite how tired she felt after such a long flight, she could almost go for a walk to see some more but there would be time for that later.

A finely dressed man dashed toward the from where he had been standing next tot he doors. "Shall I take your luggage?" he asked Ian and Barbara once the cabbie, or taxi driver, had hauled it out of the boot.

"Yes, thank you," Barbara replied. She reached out. For Ian's hand and offered him a smile before they walked into the hotel lobby together.

Once they had signed in at what appeared to be a marble desk, taken the lift up to near the very top, and stepped into their room, Barbara turned to thank the man for bringing their luggage. She gave him a small tip, since she didn't have a lot of money on her, and shut the door behind him.

"Would you look at this!" she said to Ian, gesturing to the entire room. "You must be valuable to have the board so generously pay for you to stay here!"

Barbara trotted over to the window to look out, passing a bottle of champagne and a note which wished them both a happy first anniversary.

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"So you need an excuse do you?" he said between kisses. Putting off kissing her made him want to kiss her all the more and taste her and breathe her in.

Barbara's heart fluttered with each kiss and touch of his hand. She found herself slipping further into Ian's world "Don't you?"

"No. I only need an excuse not to. Like teasing you." He broke off his kisses to grin at her and press a gentle kiss to her nose.

Barbara giggled and wrinkled her nose. "I'm not sure that I'd call that a tease," she said and bent her head to ever so lightly kiss just under his ear.

Her teeth caught his lobe and, after a short moment, she whispered: "is this a tease?"

"If I really thought about it-" although Barbara's kisses had ensured he wasn't really thinking too hard "-I'd say that wasn't properly teasing." Before she could find a way to tease him, he turned his head to kiss along her jaw toward her ear.

Barbara sighed happily as he kissed her. As far as teasing went, it felt almost magical. Shed be quite happy if he did that again.

But this was a competition.

"That was rather wonderful," she grinned cheekily, "buy I can't say that I've been teased. Sorry."

She hovered over him, just close enough that she wasn't quite kissing him, and her breasts were just touching his chest. Slowly she leaned in and kissed his lips so lightly that it was barely felt.

He groaned and tried to lean up so she'd kiss him properly. "All right, you win." Despite it sound like the end of the game, he was merely waiting for her to relax and then he rolled them over. She ended up cocooned in the sheets and unable to move much and he grinned down at her before returning her teasing and kissing her as lightly as she'd kissed him.

Barbara laughed as she was rolled and trapped. Ian had her pinned so that she couldn't move her arms, and her leg wriggling was restricted.

At first she let Ian kiss her as softly as he liked but it didn't take long before she grew impatient and wanted him to kiss her harder. She tilted her head up, trying to force him closer to her.

He chuckled, raising his head, so he was no closer to her. "Now do you feel like you've been teased?"

"Teased enought to want more," Barbara purred at him, hoping that he'd kiss her if she did so. "May I please have some more?"

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He smiled. "Since you ask so nicely." He kissed her properly, lingering over it and losing himself in her kiss.

Barbara found it surprisingly difficult to simply kiss Ian, and not wrap her arms about him or play with his hair or something to that affect. It was not unpleasant, she found, but it was better to hold him back.

Yet the kiss took away any and all protests for the moment. Even after he'd pulled back from it, she still needed a moment to let her mind return.

"Are we going to stay like this all morning, or will I be allowed to have my arms back soon?"

He pretended to think about it for a moment. "I might let you have them back eventually." He did want her to touch him, so in reality it wouldn't be that long. But for now he pretended it would be later rather than sooner and worked on kissing her neck instead.

Her head tilted to give him more room to kiss for a moment before she wriggled, trying to get her arms free.

"I would quite like my arms free," she told him, "how will I take off your trousers if my arms are trapped?"

He stopped and looked at her. "I'll let you free if you'll take your nightie off."

She looked as though she was considering it, then said: "I think I can live with that but it's difficult when I can't move my arms."

"I'm going to let you move your arms." He moved away from her and settled himself next to her, propped up on one elbow to watch her.

Now free of her bonds, Barbara wriggled until she had the bottom half of her nightie free from under her. She lifted it up and over her head then, since she was entirely naked, she slid back until the covers and pulled them up so that Ian couldn't see a thing.

"Thank you. That's much better."

He pouted at her. "Not for me."

"Why's that," she asked, teasingly smoothing out the covers over her chest and stomach.

"Because I can't see most of you." He reached out to take hold of the covers at her neck in an attempt to pull them down.

She let him pull the covers down until just before he uncovered her breasts entirely.

"How much do you want to see me?" asked Barbara, grinning.

"Maybe I could just live without, if you can." He went for a stealth attack, kissing the skin he could see, working his way down her collarbone, hoping that once he reached the top of the covers she'd have loosened her grip.

Whilst Barbara thoroughly enjoyed being kissed all over her neck and chest, she said: "I might be more lenient if you kiss where I'd like you to. Then we'll see about the amount of clothing I can remove from you."

He lifted his head. "So where would you like to be kissed?"

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