...The Snake.

Andre Cole had entered the room...as naked as the day he was born. Ava tried to keep her jaw from dropping but her utter astonishment got the better of her. The Snake's digital mugshot from GDF did not accurately portray the man in front of the agent. His even pepper stubble covered his chiseled face up to his short black hair. His tan muscular body covered in intricate tattoos, scars, and bullet exit holes, some more recent than others. But Ava's eyes were fixated on Cole's massive cock resting on the side of his left thigh. Ava finally caught herself, and silently thanking her choice of black suit pants, hiding the growing wetness between her legs.

"Miss Hope, pleasure to make your acquaintance," softly spoke Cole, extending his hand and giving Ava a devilish grin. His aroma was what Ava thought a beach in the Mediterranean smelled like as droplets of water from a fresh shower ran down his chest.

"The pleasure is...all mine," she managed to squeak out, now visibly flustered at the sight of Cole,

"Apologies for my appearance, I'll be ready momentarily. Oh! And you'll be riding with myself and Miss Wells to our first engagement. My head of security will give you the agenda and security of our destination. I'll join you shortly," said Cole, each word making Ava melt more than the last.

Cole turned around and headed into the bedroom, revealing his tight buttocks. Ava bit her bottom lip and was only able to pull herself together once he was out of sight. Her blue eyes met with Dana's as The Snake's secretary gave a sly smirk and a quick wink.