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moment, licking the errant liquid from her lips.
         Angel ’s body sprang to life, the part under the sheet in particular.  He pushed himself to a sitting position but couldn’t bring himself to speak.  A slow smile lit her face, and her violet eyes gleamed with satisfaction.  “I’ll take that as ‘You look nice, what’s the occasion?” she drawled.
         “Um, nice isn’t the word I was thinking, but ok, I’ll bite.  What’s up?”
         “Well I hope you don’t plan to bite,” she laughed.  “This is my idea for the party.  The roaring twenties.  What do you think?”
         Angel had enjoyed the twenties.  Those who had the means indulged in every sin imaginable.  And if that was what she would wear, he would have agreed to go for a midday walk.  “I think it is a terrific idea.  And your presentation is spectacular.  You are stunning.”
         “Thank you.  I thought you might like it.  Anyhow, I talked with Ricco, and he said he would be happy to take me shopping for the supplies and to let everyone know the theme as soon as you approved.”
         Unable to stand it any longer, Angel rose from the bed and let the sheet fall to the floor.  If Brea had been curious about his attire before, he left no room for speculation.  He was naked from head to toe.  He smiled when he heard the sharp intake of air into her lungs, and for a moment, he reveled in the electricity in the air.  He turned to face her, amused by her inability to keep her eyes off him.  Turnabout was fair play, after all.    
         “Um, I’ll leave you to get dressed,” she stammered, turning to leave the room.
     
         “Oh, no you don’t,” he growled and grabbed her by the elbow, spinning her around to face him.  “There is something I must do first.”  She started to ask what, but he slanted his mouth over hers effectively silencing her.  He held the back of her neck with a strong hand, slipping the other around her waist.  She found herself tip toeing up to meet his kiss, pressing her body willingly into his.  She was very aware of his naked state and his skin burned hers everywhere they touched.  He deepened the kiss and she opened her lips to accept him.  His tongue was soft but demanding, sliding over hers with skill and finesse.  She moaned into his mouth and Angel swallowed it with one of his own.  His hands slid over her bare back lightly, sending exotic little shivers all over her. 
         Wanting to feel him under her hands, Brea raised her free hand to his chest.  It was smooth and full of latent power, power she knew he had tightly reeled under his control.  The thought that this was by far the most powerful man she had ever known made her even more excited.
         With deft hands, Angel removed the wine glass and set it down on the night stand and moved them both to the bed.  Brea dropped down on her back into the soft mattress, Angel falling on top of her, without ever breaking the kiss.  It seemed Brea’s body might explode from the heat growing inside her.  Her heart was pounding in her chest and warm liquid was pooling between her legs.  She felt his erection rubbing against the soft fabric of her dress against her thigh.
         “Angel,” she breathed.
         “ Ma Cher ,” he replied.
         “No, really, Angel, please,” she said, shoving weakly at his shoulders.
         “What is it?” he asked, his dark brows knitting together.
         “This is not why I came to you, I just wanted to show you the dress...I, I can’t do this.”
         With a groan, Angel lifted his weight from Brea ’s body and shoved off the bed.  He could change her mind, but he shoved the thought out of his head just as quickly as it formed.  He would never make her do anything she didn’t want to do.  But she did want to, he knew it.  The problem, was convincing Brea that she knew it too.  He fought to bring his breathing