Sofia Carson Hot Novels & Stories

’ Georgia thought and assumed. ‘Damn, she is really sexy! Her boobs are so big and firm! Her body is like a bottle of soda! Ugh I am feeling something inside me! Getting harder and harder and I am feeling so hot.’ Kiyo thought and he even bit his lip due to feeling so aroused. Georgia then moved closer to him and grabbed his crotch with her left hand.

Not blinking. Sofia… is here?

Sofia Russo dashed into the elevator, running late for work, she also needed to give a reasonable explanation why she didn’t show up for work yesterday, but the guards were aware. But as soon as the doors closed, she found herself face-to-face with the notorious mafia don, Luca Greco. Her heart raced as he pulled her closer, his smoldering gaze sending shivers down her spine. Suddenly, he whispered in her ear, "Two minutes before the elevator stops. Enough time for a quickie." Sofia was taken aback, disgusted by his brazen proposition. She tried to push him away, but he was too powerful.

He turned to leave as I pressed my foot against the inside of the door to keep it from closing. This caught his attention. "You're not locking me in a hot car," I told him, making a move to try and get out of the SUV. "It's not hot out here," he said, blocking my escape. "You'll be fine." I pushed against the door with my foot again as he tried to close it for a second time. "I'm not staying here," I reiterated. Cain turned to look at me, leveling his eyes with mine. "Do not get out of this car," he said firmly.

Sofia stopped herself from giggling due to the butterflies on her stomach. On the other hand, Julia woke up for some water and found the glass on her bedside empty. She was about to go to the kitchen to refill her water when she heard whispers coming from the shared balcony. She quietly stepped closer without giving herself away and started eavesdropping. "You call texting as talking? You'll have to compensate." Carl said with a smirk. "Compensate? How?" Sofia asked. "I'll come over right now. Come to the balcony. Let me see you for a while. That's it."

Carter stiffens behind me, sensing the shift in the air. “Are you offering?” she adds, her tone almost playful, though it carries a certain edge. I tilt my head, intrigued by her reaction, and continue with a teasing smile. “Curious. Do you?” I press on purposefully, knowing the tension between us is thick. Sofia’s gaze sharpens, her eyes narrowing slightly as she steps forward, closing the distance between us. She invades my personal space with ease, her presence overwhelming. “Curious?” she repeats mockingly, her voice low and seductive. “About whether I have a man to warm my bed at night?” Her gaze flicks toward Carter, then back to me. “Or perhaps...a woman.”

I hear the sound of bootsteps, quick and heavy coming down the hall. Please be Carlos. Please. I sit up straighter on the chair, heartbeat leaping as the door swings open, revealing Carlos. His shirt is half unbuttoned, chest rising and falling with effort, like he ran the whole way here. His eyes land on me, shimmering with worry and warmth. “Sofia” He calls out softly, voice still breathy and in two strides he’s by my side, crouching low. “She agreed,” he announces, tone lacing with light joy.

She typed rapidly before Elena could stop her: ELENA: Hey you. Miss me? Elena nearly choked. "Delete that!" The phone buzzed instantly. MUTED FIRE: Terribly. The group erupted. "Oh my GOD," Sofia shrieked. "Elena Carter has a SECRET BOYFRIEND!" Elena grabbed her phone, face burning. "He's not… we're not…"

“Let’s get the introductions over. I promise you’ll be comfortable here. And safe.” Sofia releases Dax and comes around the car before I’m out. She takes my arm and helps me stand. Once I’m upright, she immediately pulls me in for a large hug. “I’m Sofia, the wife of that good-looking man who escorted you here. The naked imps are our twins, Masey and Jonathan,” she says after releasing me. “I hear you have a baby.” She peers into the car and then runs around the other side and throws open the door. She has Carson in her arms within a few seconds and Spanish bursts from her lips as she hugs him close. It reminds me that she’s having another baby.

“Tell me Jayden can see right through her. No, wait, he put her on a call with you at stupid-o-clock. He has no clue, does he?” I shake my head. “Dumb as dogshit sometimes,” I say, feeling the annoyance rising up again. Cass, who’s been playing with her phone, raises an eyebrow. “Sofia Fernandez, right?” “Right.” “I got her online. Is she some kind of super model? I mean how do these women look so perfect?” “Not helping, Cass.” I say, exasperated.