Norris Moore clenched her teeth and bit down hard, injuring both her own and Trenton Smith's tongues in the process. They both tasted the metallic tang of blood. Trenton's brows furrowed slightly as he paused then withdrew from her mouth.
He examined the blood smeared across Norris bruised lips from his kisses; a frown forming as he gently touched the tender corner of her mouth. "Open your mouth, let me see," he urged.
Norris pursed her lips and turned her head away; Trenton's gaze darkening. He held her chin, prying open her teeth with his thumb to inspect her injured tongue.
Blood ran down from the corner of her mouth. Her self-afflicted bite was undoubtedly more serious than the one she had delivered to him. Trenton watched the blood still oozing from the tip of her tongue, in his face a shadow of gloom. "Did you want to lose your tongue?" he asked coldly.
