Purrfect Justice is a laugh-out-loud romantic comedy that proves a not-so-perfect heroine can kick butt AND get her man. Policewoman wannabe Haley only has eyes for Lt. Cole Fischer, but he's never noticed her until she arrives at the policeman's ball as sexy siren Catwoman, seduces him, and saves his neck. Unfortunately, back at work the following day, Cole is once again blind to Haley's real self. When her masked alter-ego keeps saving Cole, fires his ardor to a fever pitch, and embarrasses the police force, he vows to unmask her. Meanwhile, feeling like Sybil, Haley grows jealous of herself and worries she's losing her mind. Cole is torn between the mysterious Catwoman and the plain office assistant who is slowly revealing her sexy side.
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Ellora's Cave Publishing, Incorporated
November 13, 2009
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Excerpt from Purrfect Justice by Ashley Ladd
"Tell me, beautiful se?orita, have we met before?"
Panic assaulted her, so she pretended coyness. She wished she wore a mantilla to hide the embarrassing stain creeping up her cheeks. At least her mask veiled her eyes. She cursed her shyness and vowed to overcome it right here and now. She was finally exactly where she wanted to be and she'd be damned if she blew it.
"Naughty boy. Don't you know that I don't reveal my identity even to Batman?" She dragged her hand over her eyes, her fingers parted in a V. Enthusiastically getting into her part, she wound her tail around him so they were dirty dancing, her pussy rubbing against his groin. It amazed her how much easier flirting was while in costume. Perhaps she should wear her costume more often. A lot more often.
"Am I your prisoner?" Captivating mischief danced in his darkened gaze.
"Hmm. I'm catnapping you," she said in a deep sultry, very un-Haley-like voice. Tonight, he was exactly that, her prisoner of love. She squirmed deliciously, her panties so wet he surely had to notice.
"What happens when I pull your tail?" He tugged her fabric limb, drawing her even more tightly against him.
"Hiss." She raised her claws menacingly and pulled him into a dark corner behind a potted palm tree that hid them from prying gazes.
"What happens if I pull yours?" Brazenly, she ran the tip of her fingernail down the hard ridge of his cock. Quivering with wanton lust, longing to unleash his hot cock, she rubbed against him. Scintillating images of entwined arms and legs scorched her. "How about we have our own private wrestling match?"
"Yowsers! Here?" His scandalized glance darted around the room but he rubbed his groin against her mons and swept his tongue down her throat to the opening of the low-cut V of her bodice.
"Umm-hmm." When he dipped his hot tongue down the V of her costume, licking the slope of her breast, she closed her eyes in ecstasy and arched closer against him. Wonderful!
"So, why are you Catwoman?" He trailed burning kisses to her other breast and pushed away the leathery fabric for better access.
Her feline instincts overwhelming her, she rubbed noses with him when he lifted his head. Enflamed, desperate to lick him all over, she swept her tongue down the strong column of his throat. "Because the tail is so incredibly erotic. Why are you Zorro?"
"Because I always wanted to rob from the rich and give to the poor--like Robin Hood--but Zorro's wardrobe is much more dashing than Robin's sissy green tights." His grin turned lopsided and he patted his sword. "Plus, I have a thing for swords." He drew it again and lunged for an imaginary foe. "En garde!"
Giggling, she clapped and swished her tail. "Bravo, Se?or Zorro!" She wished he had a red rose to toss her so she could snatch it in her teeth.
His gaze smoldering, he danced around her seductively, clicking his fingers high in the air. "Impressed yet?"