Sofia Carson Hot Novels & Stories

Because if she hadn’t— Then this was real. The space between them stretched, taut as a drawn wire. “You think I’ve changed because of you,” he continued, his tone measured—but thinner now, as if restraint was no longer effortless. “That you’ve had that kind of effect.” “I didn’t say that.” “You didn’t have to.” Amara inhaled slowly. Careful. Controlled. But the air felt different here—denser, harder to hold. “You asked for my observation,” she said. “That’s all it was.”

Once she put the two of us together, she walked away so the magic between us could spark. Even though we were already two explosive volcanoes. I extended my arm to her. “Let’s go.” Sofia was still annoyed, so she didn’t take my arm. She walked forward and stepped into the nighttime air, holding her head high like a queen. I opened the door for her then got behind the wheel. I turned up the heat before I drove away. She looked out the window. “Is this your car?” “Damien’s.” “And where is he?” “Getting blown.”

Now I know why he couldn't pick my call earlier. *********** My mouth is in my palms when I say, "Oh my god." The two of them break the embrace but they remain covered in the sheets, as if covering their nakedness is the most important thing to them right now. "Sofia?" Edward says, his face morphing into a world of confusion. "Sofia?" adds Timothy, as if he cannot believe that it's me and needs to repeat the name. I avert my eyes. "I can't believe this!"

A huge man yelled through the microphone. She glanced at him, shooting daggers at him, which only made her head hurt. "Sofia Yulia Rossi, twenty-four years old Black hair, blue eyes, round butt, and absolutely endowed with big boobs." The man announced. The men cheered as soon as his announcement was made. Sofia's eyes scanned the crowd of men in front of her. Most of them were looking at her with lust in their eyes. "I haven't come to the best part." He yelled. "She was sold to us as a virgin, and we are going to do the same now."

My eyes darted to Zoey just in time to see her slip a tiny remote from the strap of her thong and press it, her gaze never leaving mine. “Ready for Sasha Fierce?” She teased, the corner of her lips curving into that smirk that made my cock throb hungrily inside my pants. I let out a short breath, unable to look away. I leaned backwards, my back to the bed’s headboard. “Show me what Sasha Fierce has got.” Her grin deepened, a spark flashing in her eyes as she circled the pole. Her fingers glided along the metal slowly, her hips rolling in time with the beat. Slowly, smooth, controlled, and absolutely wicked.

“All this time you’ve been walking around the house in those baggy hoodies and loose jeans, pretending to be the perfect innocent little stepsister… and you’re actually Lunar Katt? The masked slut who twerks her ass and spreads her dripping pussy on camera for thousands of guys?” Her mouth fell open and closed several times opened again. Her face had gone completely pale like she was about to pass out. “Please… Nelson, it’s not what you think. I can explain…” I pulled my phone out, opened my secret folder, and hit play. The sound of her own pornstar moans immediately filled the small bathroom. On the screen, Lunar Katt was on all fours, completely naked except for the black mask, back arched

"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.

Third POV Carter opened his mouth to say something, but his voice choked in his throat. His pupils narrowed dramatically, as if he had seen a ghost. "Easy," Sofia grinned, "as long as you give me a satisfying answer, we'll both have a pleasant evening." Carter put away his out-of-control expression and replaced it with his usual aloofness and seriousness. But his slightly trembling fingers betrayed him. Sofia reaches out and touches the hand that Carter has gripped the door with, Carter quickly pulls his hand back as if he's been electrocuted.

Valentina grinned, slow and cruel. “Command.” Sofia stepped forward, silent, graceful, already naked..when had she undressed? Her body was smooth, pale, flawless, marked only by faint bruises and bite scars, like art defiled for pleasure. Her nipples were already hard. Her pussy wet. She didn’t need to speak to radiate control. Gianna took a seat on the arm of the couch, one leg bent, thighs already spread. She kicked off her heels. Her eyes burned with hunger. She exhaled cigar smoke straight up into the air, watching the ash drift.