Daddy, Sir (Dirty Daddies 2024 Anthology #6)

Chapter 9

Chapter Nine

Greyson

Greyson sat on the edge of Lily’s bed, his hands clasped loosely between his knees, staring at nothing in particular.

The sound of running water drifted in from the bathroom. His mind raced, and questions rose, but one thing he knew without a doubt. After all these years, after everything, he was back where hebelonged.

The yearsbeforehe left, when she had beenhis, she had filled his world with warmth and sweetness. He had been sowholethen, wrapped in the soft, innocent love of his little girl.

And then, he walked away from them. From her.

Leaving had been the hardest thing he’d ever done. He had told himself it was for the right reasons, and maybe, in some ways, that was true. He had proudly served his country, and it had been the right thing to do at the time.

But it hadn’t made it any easier.

He hadfelther absence every single day.

Through every deployment, every foreign city, every long, sleepless night on base, there had been a gaping hole inside his heart, one he had tried to ignore, to fill with routine and discipline. But nothing had ever compared to the simple, purejoyof being Lily’s Daddy.

He had tried to move on.

Tried to convince himself that she had done the same.

But now, sitting here, inherbedroom, he realized something with blinding clarity.

He didn’t want to waste another day without her as a permanent fixture in his life.

The idea of losing heragain, even the thought of it, made his stomach churn.

But he also didn’t want toscareher.

His thoughts were interrupted by the softclickof the bathroom door opening.

Greyson looked up and his breathcaught in his throat.

Lily stood in the doorway, wrapped in a fluffy white towel, her damp hair cascading over her shoulders, her skin still warm from the steam.

Her eyes met his, and something in the airshifted.

Greyson felt his pulse speed up, and his cock twitched as he took her in.

She was so beautiful.

So, his .

And tonight…

She wantedhimnot just as her Daddy, but as her man.

His hands clenched his knees as he forced himself to stay seated, towait, to lethercome to him because, otherwise, he might lose the control he’d been barely hanging onto since he’d first seen her at the club.

“Hi,” she said shyly.

He smiled and widened his legs to allow her to step between them. His hands immediately reached for her, snaking around her waist. “Hi, babygirl. Did you have a good shower?”

“Yes. You could have joined me.”

“I figured you might need a few minutes to yourself. Next time, though, for sure.”

Slowly, she placed her hands on his shoulders, her delicate fingers buried in the hair at his neck. “I missed you so much,” she whispered.

Fuck. If she only knew how many tortured nights he’d spent wondering if he’d made the right decision.

“I’m so fucking sorry I left you, Lily.”

As soon as he said it, she shook her head. “No. Don’t be sorry. I’m so proud of you for what you did. I was proud of you every single day. I never stopped thinking about you, though. I never stopped loving you.”

He pressed his face into her stomach, closing his eyes tightly as he held on to her with what felt like dear life. “I don’t ever want to live another day without you. You’re it for me, baby. You’ve always been it. Tell me you feel the same.”

She swallowed heavily and nodded. When he tipped his head back to look up at her, she was staring down at him with a watery smile. “I feel the same, Daddy. You’ve always been it for me.”

Pulling away from her, Greyson lowered himself to the mattress, dragging her on top of him. As soon as they were down, he buried his fingers in her wet hair and kissed her. She didn’t hesitate to return the kiss, her body pressed against his as they explored each other’s mouths.

She moaned, and his cock throbbed against her. It had been so long since he’d had sex, there was no way he would last long, especially with Lily. He wanted to make it good for her, though. Because once they did this, there would be no going back. It would seal their relationship, and he would vow to be the best partner and Daddy she could ever want.

Without breaking their embrace, he reached down and opened her towel, tossing it to the side so she was completely naked for him.

“I’m different than I used to be,” she said warily against his lips. “I’m a lot older and… wider.”

Frowning, he glared at her as he cupped her face so she was forced to look at him. “You’re fucking perfect. Better than I remember. If I ever hear you talk about yourself in anything less than a positive way, you’ll find yourself with a very sore bottom. Understand?”

“Yes, Daddy,” she whispered.

He stared at her for another moment before giving her a sharp nod and rolling them both over so she was on her back. “You’re stunning, baby. So soft and lush. Jesus Christ, I’m like an overly horny teenager all over again when I look at you.”

That made her giggle, and he was glad. The last thing he wanted was for her to be in her head, worrying about her gorgeous body. In a way, he understood. He was older, too. Less muscular, and his stomach wasn’t quite as hard as it once was. But if she could only see what he did, she would understand how perfect she was.

“I want to start a life with you, baby. Not next month or next week. Today. Right now. You and me. We can take our time getting to know each other again, but I already know you’re the woman I’m going to marry and spend the rest of my life with. I don’t want to spend another day apart from you.”

She stared up at him, her lip tugged between her teeth, her eyes searching. “I want that, too,” she replied.

“I still have my house, and I’ll keep it for the time being, but I don’t want to live there. I want to be here. With you,” he admitted.

He knew he was putting a lot on her all at once, but he needed to be honest. They had missed out on too much time.

“Are you sure?” she asked. “I mean, I can move in with you if you want.”

“Do you like your house, baby?”

Without hesitation, she nodded. “Yes. I love it.”

“Then we’re going to live here. I’m going to spend my life making you the happiest woman alive.”

Tears brimmed her eyes as she clung to him, both of them breathing heavily.

“You have too many clothes on,” she finally said.

Chuckling, he tugged his shirt over his head while, at the same time, she reached for his belt with trembling fingers.

“You’re so hot,” she whispered as her eyes roamed over his chest.

“Glad you think so, babygirl. Now, let me explore your beautiful body for a bit while you lie there and enjoy it.”