It was hard not to smile and laugh at every turn. Emily had been very generous with her emotions. That's how he'd been able to get her here, by reading her and finding where her trust was. Emily hadn't even been motivated. This girl practically begged him to let her into his home. The deliberately mistaken nickname got to her, and she laid into him. Impressive anger for such a little thing. Talia. That was fucking amazing. Cute girl with a snowflake name. It was like her parents had raised them both to be victims. He didn't really have a list - it was delicious and decadent to come across the memory of someone and realized you'd not though about them for years since you ruined them.<br/><br/>The more he ignored her, the prettier she became with her crimson skin and he balled fists. Closer. Such an adorable little idiot. He stayed concentrated on the bullshit corrections he was doing on the little screen. Her family had been a pressure point, so much so that it burnt her wrath too bright. He was waiting for his opening, and she gave it to him by offering her back. Talia, sister of violated Emily, should have known better. He quietly put the laptop back on the table, and the screen swayed as though playing strings for her peril.<br/><br/>His arm slid around her shapely waist and pulled her in, other arm slapping around her to cover her haughty mouth with his palm. She was sitting in his lap now. "Weak you say?" he asked into her ear as he squeezed her to him. "And what about you, Ta-leigh-ah?" he prodded as he leaned back, comfortable in his own couch with the delivered morsel against him. "You feel strong now, do you?" he asked as he wrenched her head to the side so he could push his face into her hair, and then against her neck. He didn't doubt that she could struggle, but Emily had been a bit bigger than her, and even she had never been a real problem for him.<br/><br/>He even trusted the pressure of his forearm to her stomach would let that hand start unzipping her hoodie. "You know, Emily didn't even come in here insulting me. She just went along because I'm a handsome dude with a lot of promise." he said and tried his teeth against her pulse. He didn't mar the skin yet. "And I fucked her halfway dead." Voice darker, proud and threatening in her ear. "Now, what do you think I'll do to you when you're being so unpleasant?" he posed, the hand at her now fully parted zipper reaching to fondle a generous tit through her tanktop. His cock was already trying to lift her ass where she sat.<br/><br/>He rocked her slightly, like he was actually comforting her. "I think you came here hoping for some of that which messed Emily up." he said and squeezed her tit harder, meaning to hurt and bruise it, leave his mark. "Yeah. Little sister who had to take a step back when prissy Emily got all the attention." He nodded at his own logic. "Or maybe you just wanted to see what it feels like, whatever broke your sister." he casually started ripping the neck of her top to expose her bra. He unceremoniously scooped her tit out of the cup, like he'd bought her, and was about to play with her.<br/><br/>"You know, given everything you said, there must be a reason she doesn't tell the authorities." he said with a monstrous grin. He breathed into her ear as though he'd just figures it out. "Ah. And then you can't either, can you, Talia?" he pressed as he enjoyed her naked breast. "Yeah, I could fuck you stupid and you still couldn't tell anyone because your darling older sister doesn't want this shit in the open. So really, you just found me, delivered some ass on my front step, only to leave without troubling me."