Chapter 10

The next morning they both slept late. Mioki's carnal education had lasted until close to sunrise. After calling Cathy and receiving the usual trepidation and warnings, Mioki had retuned to bed and her lover. Darius, even though in human form, possessed the intimate and even secret knowledge from the beginnings of time of how to pleasure a woman, secrets which would make the Kama Sutra look like Dr. Seuss. He had introduced his pupil to an astounding array of positions, techniques and methods of stimulation which had kept the young woman in some state of orgasm, either intense arousal or actual climax, throughout the night.

"Hmmmmm," she smiled from bed as he brought a breakfast tray into the bedroom, "Darius, how many times did I cum last night?"

"Eighteen, not counting multiples," he smiled back.

"I know I should somehow feel ashamed, but I don't. I've never felt anything as wonderful in my life."

"So you felt adequately rewarded for your... indiscretions?"

"I... I had no idea you could enter my body in so many ways, reach and touch places I didn't even know were there and do the things you did that made me go absolutely out of my mind."

She grinned, slyly.

"Give me another night like last night and I'll strip anywhere you want."

"If you found it that enjoyable, perhaps I will exact a higher price next time."

"Name it," she said laughing. "Last night Cathy said I should be careful or I might get burned. She didn't know I was already on fire."

"Well," he said as he set the tray across her lap and climbed back into bed, "perhaps next time we can fan those flames into an inferno" -- pun very much intended, he thought with a sardonic smile as he buttered the toast.

It was now time to put the next phase of his plan into operation.

"Here, ' he said, handing her a hotel key. Be at the Carlton Arms, room 417 at three o'clock this afternoon."

"More of my... education?" she asked coyly.

"Absolutely," he smiled, "I promise you an unforgettable afternoon."

"Then I may even get there early," she laughed.

Deliciously decadent thoughts of an afternoon with Darius were already running through her mind as she bit into the strip of bacon.

At five minutes after three, Mioki was pacing the hotel room floor, her desire for Darius and the earthly delights he would provide, already causing an anticipatory wetness between her legs. Finally, there was a knock. Mioki almost ran to the door, smiling as she swung it open.

"Well, it's about time Dari..."

She came up short at the sight of the stranger. He was well dressed, tall and muscular although at least twenty-five years her senior.