She pulls me up toward her for a kiss. Burying my hands in her hair, I let her deepen it. As she pulls away with a smile, I drop my hands.
“Can I make you come now?” I ask as I skate my fingers down her thighs.
“Only if you ask nicely.”
“Please, ma’am. Can I make you feel good?”
She strokes my head with a smile.
“You’ve been so good today. Yes, you can.”
I smile up at her before burying my face between her legs, loving the way she lets out a sweet whimper when I do. Making her feel good makes me feel good. And that’s not something I ever thought I’d say before. But now that I know who I really am, it’s not so weird to me anymore. This is what I was always meant to be—hers.
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Thank you
Well, that was something.
If you were blushing while reading Mercy, I promise I was blushing ten times as much writing it. If you were surprised to find your inner Domme, trust me, I was a hundred times more surprised.
Why? Well, you know that lecture Maggie got from her mother with the ripped up piece of paper? That was verbatim the same lecture I got as a young woman （Not from my mother, though. She would never.） I grew up in the same world Maggie did, and I’m willing to bet a lot of you did too. If even one word in this novel helps to change that even a little bit, then it’s worth it.
If the world wants to tell you you should be ashamed of your sexuality, then I will be louder. You have nothing to be ashamed of.
A year ago, I had an idea that I thought was just a good smutty story my readers would love. That idea became four stories, then an entire series, a whole world, a family, a movement.
We deserve better than the world we were born into, and I hope for one second you found an ounce of empowerment from these stories. Thank you so much to everyone who has reached out over the past few months to share your stories. You have no idea how encouraging that is for me.
I didn’t do any of this alone, so I need to thank the amazing team I have by my side.
Amanda Anderson—look at what we did. None of this would have happened without you. Thank you for the support, encouragement, laughs, and friendship. Beau is yours.
Behind every good book is a beautiful team of beta readers. Adrian, Amanda, Brittni, and Claudia.
Tasha, thank you so much for your expertise and tough love. I hope Maggie has made you proud.
My editor, Rebecca’s Fairest Reviews. Your dedication to this series does not go unnoticed. Thank you so much for everything!
My proofreader, Rumi Khan. I’m so blessed to have you on my team.
Lori, the hardest working PA in the business. I love you so much.
Misty—Thank you for joining me on this journey. Your love and support gets me through.
My business bishes—thank you for all of the advice, camaraderie, and friendship.
My Corn Star sisters—Rachel, Tits, Katie, Ashton, Gail, and Lori. The best thing to come from all of this craziness is our friendship.
And last, to my readers. Thank you for breathing life into this world and these characters.
We’re not done. Not even close.
If you’re still in, I’m still in.
And you better fucking believe we’re coming back to Salacious. No way are we done now.