Page 36 of Fighting for Julia (Laguna Beach Cops #6)
SOMEWHERE IN MEXICO
GENERAL ESCOBAR’S COMPOUND
Miguel and Julia
Miguel’s body covered Julia’s. The skin-to-skin contact electrified him.
His heart pounded. It swelled with the most powerful love he’d ever felt.
He cherished Julia. He brushed strands of her hair away from her face and trailed his fingers down her cheek and jawline.
His thumb lightly caressed her full bottom lip before he took her mouth with sensual tenderness meant to arouse her.
Miguel moved his hand down to her throat and rested it there as he slid his tongue into Julia’s mouth and explored its sweet cavern.
Against her lips he whispered erotic words of love in Spanish. Julia moaned in response and opened her legs to accommodate him.
“Not yet, dove. Your pleasure comes first before I take my own. I want to prolong our first time.”
Julia clutched his back. “Oh, God, Miguel. Could you be any sexier?”
He chuckled. “Yes, ma’am. Just wait.”
Miguel licked and kissed a path down to Julia’s breasts.
He rubbed his palm over them, rolling her nipples between his thumb and forefinger before he drew them into his mouth.
He sucked hard and heard Julia’s sharp intake of breath.
She held his head in place as his tongue flicked each nipple in turn.
“Yes!” she gasped. “Give me more!”
“As you wish.”
His mouth left her breasts and trailed down her torso.
Her skin tasted salty, and he grew even harder as he anticipated tasting her between her legs.
Miguel’s head dipped lower. He kissed the insides of her thighs and teased her with his forefinger.
She was wet with excitement. When his tongue replaced his finger, Julia cried his name.
She gripped the sheet and arched her back.
Miguel lifted her bottom to achieve greater access to her core and plunged his tongue deep inside her.
After a few strokes, her body shuddered with her first orgasm. She whimpered and went limp.
But he wasn’t finished pleasing her yet.
His mouth captured hers again. He kissed her harder and deeper, allowing his tongue to mimic what he would shortly do to her with his cock.
He was ready to burst from wanting to sink into her warm center.
Instead, he brought her to another orgasm with his finger this time; and when she cried out and lifted her hips, Miguel slid easily inside her.
God, she was hot and tight and sweet! And then he began to move rhythmically against her.
Miguel raised Julia’s arms above her head and threaded his fingers through hers. Their mouths connected in a long, deep, passionate kiss. Her rhythm matched his, and much sooner than he would have liked, Miguel’s body exploded in a powerful orgasm.
“Jesus Christ.” He pressed his forehead against hers. “I’m still hard.”
“I can do something about that.”
Julia rolled on top of him. She pressed warm kisses down his body and took him fully in her sweet mouth. As she worked her magic on him, Miguel closed his eyes and lost himself in the wonder of being inside Julia’s mouth. When her tongue teased his slit, he came again and groaned.
“Good God, woman.”
Julia rose from the bed. With her tousled hair and body flushed from their lovemaking, she looked sexy as hell. She beckoned him with a lazy, seductive smile. “I’d like that shower now.”
Miguel leaped from the bed and playfully swatted her cute ass. “After you, dove.”
With their bodies slick from soap lather, they made love again. Miguel pressed Julia against the cold tile and lifted her hips. She locked her legs around his waist as he pumped vigorously into her until they both gasped with pleasure. They gazed into each other’s eyes and burst into laughter.
“That isn’t as easy as it sounds in romance novels,” Julia remarked as they rinsed the soap from their bodies.
“No, ma’am. I think I strained something.”
“Oh, I hope not because I’m not finished with you yet.”
“Good God, woman,” he said again.
They made love one more time. Julia eased into his arms, and he kissed her temple. “I’m so in love with you I can barely breathe, Jules.”
“Oh, Miguel.” His name ended on a sigh of deep contentment. “Do you believe in Providence?”
“Yes. We were destined for each other.”
“I fall more in love with you each day. With every glimpse you give me of your heart.”
“Same here.” He kissed her lips, swollen and bruised with passion, and raised himself into a sitting position, drawing her up with him. “Jules, what happened when you spoke with your grandfather?”
She ran a hand through the tangled mass of her hair. “He explained that my father’s death was an accident. There’s more, but the gist of my conversation was that Axis and Axalia are my problem, and it’s up to me to solve it.”
“How?”
“A fight to the death between the four of us.”
“Son of a bitch! Does he think we’re in a movie? That’s his solution?” Anger surged through Miguel.
“Well, to be fair, he did offer another option. He’ll help us take Axis and Axalia into custody.”
“And we’re right back where we started. They’ll avoid trial and end up in another mental institution.
Even if they’re sent to separate facilities, they’re too crafty and manipulative to be allowed any type of freedom.
So, they spend the rest of their lives chained to a wall?
And you and I and Trey spend the rest of ours watching them?
That’s no way for any of us to live, Jules. ”
Julia furrowed her eyebrows. “Miguel, you said yourself that we’re not coldblooded killers. We’re not monsters.”
“Killing them in cold blood would mean walking right up to them and shooting them dead. General Escobar’s solution does make a sick kind of sense. We’ll be forced to defend ourselves.”
Julia rose on her haunches so she could face him. “Are you saying—” Disbelief resonated in her voice.
“That we should accept the challenge? Yeah.”
“Miguel, you’re not one hundred percent. The General is only giving you three days to get into shape if we agree to this.”
“Jules, during the past four years we’ve been working with Justice, he’s taught us how to fight better and smarter. Trust me, I can be in shape in three days.” He grinned. “I just can’t have sex, though.”
She let out a cute little laugh that sent his blood racing straight to his cock. “Okay, Rocky. I guess we’d better make the most of tonight. That is, if you’re ready for round four.”
Miguel rolled her beneath him. “Baby, I intend to go the distance with you.”
Shortly after dawn, Julia slipped out of his bed and went to her room across the corridor. He noticed he hadn’t been locked in like previously. Julia had left her cell phone so he contacted Justice.
“Good morning, Chief.”
“ Good morning, Chief? ” Justice sputtered. “Fuck, Miguel, is that all you’re going to say?”
“No. I was going to add that Julia and I are okay. We’re guests of General Escobar, not prisoners.”
“What did you do? Sweet talk him?”
Miguel chuckled. “No. I saved his grandson’s life when a rival cartel attacked us in Tijuana. I haven’t spoken to him face to face yet. Julia met with him last night. Uh, Justice, we are in a bit of a bind, though.”
Quickly, he explained the General’s proposal and held the cell phone away from his ear as Justice railed at him and the absurdity of the situation.
“Of all the fuckin’ dilemmas, Miguel.”
“Chief, I’ve lost count of how many times you’ve said ‘fuck’ and its many verb, adjective, and adverb forms.”
Justice choked on his breath. “Don’t give me a grammar lesson on the word ‘fuck.’ You know I can have Wolf’s SEAL team take out Axis and Axalia with two well-aimed shots. That’s the most expeditious solution to the Anderson problem.”
“Yes, and too easy.”
An uncomfortable silence fell between them. Miguel waited for Justice to explode again. But he didn’t.
“My God, Miguel. You really want to fight Axis and Axalia to the death.”
“I want them to suffer.”
“You’ve changed, Miguel.”
The quiet tone of Justice’s voice caused a hollow pit to form in Miguel’s stomach. “If I have, it’s because I don’t want to lose another woman I love to the Andersons.”
Another thick silence.
“And what does Julia think?”
“We’ve discussed our options. She’s onboard.”
“And how will you feel afterward, Miguel?”
“Vindicated. Relieved that the Anderson threat is finally over for all of us.”
“What if one or both of you don’t survive?”
“That’s not going to happen, Justice. I have a contingency plan in mind.”
Justice released a deep sigh. “River, you know I love you like a brother. I don’t want to lose you.”
“Chief, just trust me a few more days to end this once and for all. Then I’ll report for Secret Service duty. After Julia and I get married, of course.”
“Yeah, about that?—”
“Gotta go, Justice. Bye.” He ended the call.
Miguel could just imagine how many versions of the word ‘fuck’ Justice was blurting right now, and he laughed as he headed into the bathroom to take a shower. When he emerged fifteen minutes later, he found Juan perched on his bed next to a large pile of clothes.
“You need something nice to wear to Mass, General’s orders,” Juan announced.
Miguel nodded. “Thanks. Juan, listen, I need to ask you a favor.”
Juan’s dark eyes widened as he listened to Miguel explain his favor. But he declared his assent and his loyalty, provided it did not usurp his loyalty to the General.
“It won’t,” Miguel assured him. “But Julia and I need insurance.”
“Sí. I understand.”
“Now get out of here so I can dress for Mass.”
Juan smiled and left the room.