A/N: Shamelessly lifted the title of this series from Bryson Tiller's song "Exchange." His music and other moody R&B is probably the reason this exists, lol.
Anyways, I think exploring the dynamics of Jonesy and Nikki's sex life is interesting, so I might write a whole bunch of these. After all, you can infer a lot about characters through sex. It's not always pointless smut.
Sex was for playing with lust and fire.
Jonesy hopped into bed with pretty-faced girls after one date, barely knowing their name. Or during a party, not knowing their name at all. Hell, they didn't even have to know his. He just wanted them to remember the face that gave them momentary pleasure.
Essentially, if the girl smiled, breathed, and looked like she was eating her collard greens, he would pursue her.
Until Nikki came along.
She would not be seduced into bed so easily. He had to earn her love and affection and the right to see her beneath the sheets. He had to prove himself to be a benefit in her life before she would even consider letting him spend the night. (Although much tamer sleepovers spent making out were much appreciated.)
She was such a tease, so hard to get, so unwilling to cave so easily.
Which is why the moment she said, "I'm ready," meant so much.
She meant so much. She was worth the wait.
Getting to run his hands along the curves of her body and kiss her thighs and lick her breasts was so satisfying when she made him work for it all along.
Hearing her moan, "I love you," was the most satisfying sound he'd ever heard.
Sex was on another level with her.
Making her toes curl and skin flush and eyes roll (for non-sarcastic reasons) gave him so much ecstasy.
With Nikki, there was no running off before the sun rose.
If anything, she kept him coming back and staying for the night.