#hutao03 Pulse of the Night

Chloe Bennett stood in Club Vortex’s lighting control room, green and purple n//eon lights flickering, reflecting on her face, her turquoise eyes shimmering with resolve laced with unease. After her soundcheck at Lucas Knight’s penthouse, her set had electrified the room, and Lucas, with gl//inting gray eyes, officially invited her to perform at Vortex’s biggest EDM event of the year. But the fiery moment in his studio—his scorching kiss, possessive touch—still haunted her, tangling her heart. “Chloe, you’re here to conquer Vortex, not fall for a dangerous guy!” she muttered, gripping her headphones, trying to quell the smoldering heat lingering in her body.

She opened her laptop, reviewing Vanessa Pierce’s text, her rival and Lucas’s ex: “You won’t last at Vortex, Bennett.” Chloe frowned, heart pounding. Vanessa wasn’t just a renowned DJ but a real threat, with connections among sponsors and a knack for manipulating opinion. An email from a fellow DJ warned that Vanessa was spreading rumors Chloe cheated during her soundcheck, fueling her determination to prove herself. She texted Lucas: “Vanessa’s sabotaging me. We need to talk.” He replied instantly: “You’re quick. Tonight, club event at Vortex. Meet me in the VIP room.”

Chloe chose a shimmering silver dress, accentuating her curves, standing before the mirror, muttering, “Chloe, you’re not scared of Vanessa. But Lucas… he’s another problem.” Thoughts of his gray eyes and low voice made her heart race, a mix of desire and fear surging within her.

At Club Vortex, the space exploded with bass and n//eon, hundreds dancing on the floor. Chloe entered, eyes scanning the crowd, halting when she saw Lucas in the VIP area, black shirt sleeves rolled up, aura like a dark king. He waved her over, gray eyes locking onto her, sending a shiver through her. “Chloe,” he said, voice low, seductive, pulling her to sit beside him. “Vanessa’s playing dirty, but I have a plan. Stay with me, and I’ll protect you.”

She tilted her chin, eyes challenging. “I don’t need protection, Lucas. But I want the truth about Vanessa. What was she to you?” He fell silent, eyes darkening, then grabbed her hand, pulling her into a secluded corner behind a n//eon curtain, where dim light created an intimate space.

Under the dim purple n//eon glow of the VIP area, Lucas pulled Chloe into a secluded corner, his gray eyes like a storm, burning with a gentle yet commanding desire. “Chloe,” he whispered, voice low as a slow EDM track, “you want the truth? You’re making me lose control.” Chloe trembled, her back against the curtain, heart pounding. “Lucas… we… shouldn’t… everyone’s out there!” she said, voice quivering, but her body leaned toward him, as if hypnotized by his gaze.

He leaned in, lips hovering near hers, his hot breath grazing her skin. “You’re my flame, Chloe,” he murmured, then kissed her, a slow, possessive kiss, as if etching his mark onto her soul. His tongue brushed her lips, teasing gently, drawing a soft moan that blended with the bass outside. Her hands clutched his shirt, fingers trembling, torn between pushing him away and pulling him closer. “Mmm… Lucas… stop…” she whispered, but her voice faltered, heart racing from his touch.

He pulled back, eyes gleaming, his hand brushing her cheek, thumb tracing her lower lip, sending shivers through her. “Stop? You don’t want that, Chloe,” he said, voice sultry, commanding. His hand slid to her neck, grazing her collarbone, pausing at the curve of her chest, not venturing further but enough to make her body burn, breath quickening. “You… we… Vanessa might see…” she stammered, face flushing, but her eyes were drawn to him, as if bewitched by n//eon light.

Lucas leaned closer, kissing her neck, lips gliding over her skin, leaving trails of heat. “Vanessa doesn’t matter, Chloe. Only you,” he whispered, voice a spell, making her moan softly, body melting in his arms. He kissed her earlobe, tongue flicking lightly, making her arch, a jolt of electricity coursing through her. “Lucas… don’t…” she gasped, but her hands gripped his shoulders, as if begging him to continue. He chuckled softly, pulling away, eyes twinkling. “You’ll soon be mine, Chloe, completely.” He stepped back, leaving her flushed, heart pounding, body trembling from his touch.

In Club Vortex’s lighting control room, purple n//eon pulsed around Lucas Knight and Chloe Bennett, bass from the dance floor echoing through the glass walls. Lucas pressed her against the control panel, his gray eyes a storm, blazing with fierce desire, as if Vanessa’s sabotage had burned away all barriers between them. “Chloe,” he growled, voice husky, sultry as a deep EDM track, “you’ve driven me mad, and now, I’ll make you mine.” Chloe trembled, her back against the panel, heart pounding as if it would shatter. “Lucas… we… shouldn’t… Vanessa could see!” she cried, voice panicked, but her body betrayed her, burning like fire, her vagina drenched, aching for his touch with painful intensity.

He smirked, lips crashing onto hers, a ferocious kiss, as if to devour her soul. His tongue plunged in, tangling with hers, sucking hard, draining her breath, drawing loud moans that drowned out the bass outside. Her hands clutched his black shirt, nails tearing fabric, leaving red scratches on his chiseled chest. “Mmm… Lucas… stop… stop…” she panted, but her breasts pressed against his chest, nipples hardening through her silver dress, prompting a primal growl, raw and beastly.

He pulled back, eyes ablaze, Adam’s apple bobbing. “Stop? Chloe, you’ve set me ablaze, and I can’t let you go,” he whispered, voice sultry, ripping her dress’s zipper, letting it pool at her feet, revealing a purple lace bra cradling her full, heaving breasts. He swallowed hard, his penis straining painfully against his trousers, brushing her thigh, massive and searing. “You shine like n//eon, Chloe,” he murmured, hands kneading her breasts, thumbs pinching her nipples through the lace until they stood erect, pink as radiant gems. Chloe arched, a jolt of electricity surging through her, her panties soaked, fluids glistening under the n//eon light. “A… ah… you… it’s too much…” she gasped, nails digging deeper, leaving red welts.

He grinned lasciviously, yanking her bra down, exposing her petite, pink nipples, beckoning him. He latched onto one, sucking hard, tongue swirling, nibbling lightly, while his other hand squeezed her breast, kneading until Chloe screamed, body melting in ecstasy, tears of pleasure streaming. “A… a… Lucas… I’m… gonna die… it’s too good…” She clutched his head, fingers tangling in his thick black hair, pulling him closer, tears rolling down her cheeks.

He looked up, lips glistening, a wicked smirk spreading. “Too good? I’ll make you chant my name alone, Chloe, as n//eon belongs to the night,” he growled, tearing her panties, revealing her pink, sopping vagina, pulsing like a blooming flower, begging to be filled. He knelt, kissing her inner thighs, tongue tracing soft skin, leaving wet trails. He latched onto her vagina, sucking fiercely, tongue plunging deep, lapping from inside out, as if savoring a divine delicacy. Chloe arched, screaming, legs quaking violently, fluids gushing, soaking the glass floor, pooling beneath her. “A… a… Lucas… I… too good… I’m done…” She gripped his head, body taut, hitting her first climax, mind spinning like a n//eon whirl.

He didn’t stop, tongue delving deeper, sucking harder, making Chloe scream again, body convulsing, fluids streaming, soaking his chin. “A… you… I… I can’t take it…” she choked, body arching, hitting her second climax, tears streaming, body nearly spent. He stood, unbuckling his belt, revealing a massive, rock-hard penis, tip red and glistening, aimed at her like a declaration of possession. Chloe flushed, looking away, heart racing. “You… too fast…” she stammered, but he pulled her close, letting her feel his steel-hard length.

“Feel it, Chloe? This is our fire,” he growled, kissing her, tongue entwining fiercely yet lovingly. His hand slid down, three fingers plunging into her soaked vagina, thrusting fast, thumb rubbing her sensitive spot, drawing relentless moans, fluids streaming, soaking his hand. “A… you… I… I need you… now…” she whispered, eyes glazed with desire, body trembling, pleading to be filled.

He smirked, lifting her onto a glass table, spreading her legs, her wet, pink vagina pulsing invitingly. “You’re mine, Chloe, as n//eon belongs to the night,” he growled, his tip brushing her entrance, making her moan and arch. He pushed slowly, filling her inch by inch, until she screamed, “A… you… so deep… I’m… gonna die…” Her body shook violently, fluids gushing, soaking the glass, the sound of flesh slapping echoing. He moved, thrusting fast and deep, each stroke hitting her core, making her moan incessantly, body arching, breasts bouncing, hips quivering with each impact. “A… a… Lucas… faster… I… can’t take it…” she screamed, tears of pleasure streaming, nails clawing the glass.

He growled, switching positions, standing her up, pressing her against the glass, lifting one leg, thrusting deeper, hands squeezing her breasts, pinching her nipples, making her arch, hitting her third climax, fluids flooding, drenching them both. “Chloe, are you lost in it?” he rasped, eyes blazing. “So good… I’m dying… I love you…” she choked, voice breaking, body taut. He switched to a riding position, seating her on him, his penis thrusting up, filling her completely. She bounced, breasts jiggling, hips slapping his thighs, flesh sounds echoing, fluids gushing, soaking them. “A… a… Lucas… I… too good…” she screamed, hitting her fourth climax, tears streaming. He growled, thrusting up hard, reaching his peak with her, hot fluids mingling, drenching their skin, the glass, the floor. He held her tight, kissing her lips, panting. “Chloe, I love you, forever.”

But the bass outside stopped, and Vanessa’s voice boomed through the speakers: “Chloe Bennett, think you can beat me?” Chloe jolted, reason returning, realizing Vanessa had seen everything via hidden cameras. Lucas growled, gray eyes like daggers. “She’ll pay, Chloe. But now, you’re mine.” Chloe gripped his hand, eyes resolute, ready to face Vanessa, though her heart still burned for Lucas.