Jennifer and Rocket (The Princesses of Silicon Valley Book 6) by Anita Claire Page B

squeals and backs up into me. Then quickly says, “I can do it.” She moves back in, pulls down the arm, and squeals again.
    Thankfully, she’s not a giggly girl, something I find annoying. But this squealing of hers, it’s shockingly…hot. Grabbing a couple tongs, I show her how to attach them to the length of metal we just cut. Once the forge is hot enough, I show her how to stick the metal inside.
    “Now we need to wait for our metal strips to heat up, we’re looking for the metal to turn yellow,” I explain.
    As we wait, I show her how we’re going to hammer one side to create the blade, “We’ll heat the metal, hammer it, then heat and hammer it again until it’s the shape we want.”
    The hammer I prefer to use is too heavy for Jennifer, I hand her a couple of lighter hammers. Then I ask her, “How do they feel? Are they too heavy?”
    She holds them each in her hand, “How do I know what’s too heavy?”
    “Once you start hammering the metal you’ll know what’s too heavy.”
    She holds a hammer in each of her hands, weighing them before insecurely lifting her shoulder. “I’ll start with this one,” she says as she hands me the heavier one.
    “Let me show you, and then you can do it.” I snatch my tongs out of the forge and place the metal that’s turned yellow onto my anvil. I hold onto the tongs with my left hand while I use the hammer to bang on the hot yellow metal. After the metal starts to cool I place it back in the forge and say to her, “your turn.”
    While staying close to Jennifer, I watch her pull out her piece of metal, place it on the forge and start hammering away. She’s such a little thing this is going to take her forever since she doesn’t get much force with any of her strikes. Reminding her to flip the metal so she can give both sides an edge, I watch her slowly starts to create the bowed shape.
    “This is exhausting,” she exclaims as she rubs her upper arm. “If this is what you’re spending your days doing, then I know why your arms are so buff.”
    I’m hoping that comment is a good sign as I tell her, “Time to put your blade back in the forge.” We then switch positions as we continue to do this for a while.
    “We need to true up the blade using the grinding wheel. Afterward, we’ll let the blades anneal, which improves their properties by letting them air cool.”
    She nods while watching me walk over to the bench to turn on the grinding wheel. I then look her over, making sure her protection is still on correctly. I wave her over to watch. Leaning into the wheel I work on the edge. As soon as the sparks start to fly Jennifer squeals and backs up.
    Damn, that squeal is a direct line to my dick.
    Moving out of the way, I pull her in front of me so she can true up her blade. As I wrap myself around her I reassuringly say into her ear, “Slow and steady now.” As I place my hand over hers to help her guide the metal along the wheel.
    Not surprisingly, as soon as the first spark flies, she moves back. But since I’m right behind her and real steady, she moves into me. My goal isn’t to seduce her in my studio. But damn, that hot little body against mine turns me on. Without thinking, I take a small step back, wrap my free hand around her stomach and kiss that soft sweet neck that’s been tantalizing me all day.
    Over the sound of the wheel, I can hear a small gasp. I simultaneously reach over and turn off the wheel while running kisses up her neck to her ear. Then I take the blade she’s been working with and place it on the bench as I turn her around. We look at each other eyes for a second, though it feels like time has stopped. Her lips are parted and are unbelievably inviting. I reach up and pull her protective eyewear off. I lean down and softly kiss those beautiful pink lips. She giggles, places her hand on my chest, and moves me back. With a serious look on her face, she removes my protective eyewear. As soon as they’re off, I lean down to