I slipped his sweater off and hung it on one of the hooks on the wall. “I don’t know. Being a responsible dog owner is kind of hot.”

Noah wiggled his eyebrows and pouted his lips in a kiss motion.

I pressed my hand against my lips so I didn’t burst out laughing, but it failed, because I snorted instead.

“C’mon, Poosh.” He winked at me. “Make yourself comfortable.”

Poosh ran off ahead of him, and I hesitated in the entryway for a moment. A little yip echoed through the house, and I slowly made my way into next room. A black, L-shaped sofa was tucked into the corner, facing the large TV that was fixed to the wall, and a gray and blue rug stretched across the floor beneath a glass coffee table.

It was every inch the bachelor pad.

I perched on the edge of the sofa. A part of me wanted to explore the entire house, but I also had no business snooping.

Which sucked because I wanted to snoop.

I was a snooper. A big, fat, hairy snooper.

I looked around. The walls were bare, but the floor was littered with dog toys. A black basket sat beneath the TV, and I could see a flash of pink in there. That was probably the home of the wayward toys.

The sound of a door shutting was followed by claws tapping against the floor. Moments later, Noah came into the living room and stopped when he saw me.

“The sofa won’t bite you, you know.”

I pursed my lips. “What? I can’t perch?”

“No.” He grabbed my hands and pulled me up. He wrapped his arms around me and held me close to him, lowering his head to kiss me. His lips were soft and probing, drawing me deep into the kiss.

I slid my hands up around his neck and moved up onto my toes to meet him fully. It was all too easy to fall right into his kiss and get swept up in the feelings that washed over me.

Desire tingled down my spine and pooled between my legs. As Noah’s tongue flicked against the seam of my lips, I shuddered. It felt so good. All I wanted to do in this moment was climb up his body and wrap my legs around his waist and cling on for dear life.

Seriously. It was a problem.

Mostly because I wasn’t sure exactly how he would react if I actually did it.

I fought a giggle.

“What?” Noah leaned back and looked down at me. “If kissing me is that funny…”

“No. Just something I thought.” I shook my head. “Never mind.”

He half-smiled before he kissed me again. His tongue moved with mine as he explored my mouth, and just when I thought I was going to explode, he released me and dragged me upstairs by the hand.

He pulled me into a room and right back against him. His lips found mine in an urgent kiss, and when I pressed my body against his, I could feel his hard cock pressing against my lower stomach.